The rival baseball clubs, or, The champions of Columbia Academy

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The rival baseball clubs, or, The champions of Columbia Academy
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Pluck and luck
Draper, Allyn
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Frank Tousey
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pLUCJ< LUCJ<. Complete Stories of Adventure. IBBuea Weekly-By Subscription $2.50 per 11ear. Enterea as Second 01.aas Matter at the New York( N. Y., Pod Offfoe, November 7, 1898. Ente1 ed according to Act of OonorcB!!! in the year 1903, in the office of tne Librarian of Oongress, Washington, D. 0., by Frank Union Square, Nilw York. N o 267. NEW YORK, JULY 15, 1903. Price 5 Cents. The Rival Baseball Clubs; OR, The Champions of Columbia Academy. By ALLYN DBAPEB. friend, and just now his friend ship and courage were both CHAPTER I. about to be unexpectedly put to the test. 'l'om Beverly had just hired the boat, beside which he and BOB STANLEY AND THE RIVAL BASEBALL CAPTAINS. Bob were standing. He had invited Bob, who had chanc'eci to join him, to take "Thank you, I don't mind if I do." a row on the river. "You may b'e sure you are welcome, or I should not have Then followed the remarks opening the narrative. asked you." 'l'he owner of the boat was an old fisherman, whos e cabin The two lads were standing beside a small boat on th e bank was out of sight, around a b'end of the stream. of one of our.grand rivers. Tom was th'e owner of the finest boat on the river, but as Tom Beverly, the last speaker, was one of the richest boys his own craft was undergoing repairs, he had been compelled of Columbia Academy. to hire a boat, for his physician insisted h e /must row every The other boy-Bob Stanl'ey-was one of th'e poorest of all day in the fine weather. the students of that famous "boys' school. Tom was unfastening the chain which secured th'e old fish-But Bob was poor only in the strict monetary sense Save erman's boat, when two boys came in sight, around th e bend financially, he was the peer of any lad of the academy. of the river. Bob Stanley was rich indeed in the possession of good looks, "Hello!" exclaimed Tom, "there com'e two of the Berkley good health, a bright intellect, and a manly, genial disposiI Acad emy boys, and, as sure as I live, one of them is Dan Ken tion. nard-'th-e Berkley bully,' as we fellows call him." 'l'om Beverly, too, was what the boys of the acad emy gener"Dan Ke:r-nard! Why, he's my cousin!" exclaiID'ed Bob. ally termed "a first-rate fellow." "Then I beg your Pardon, but really, Bob, he is a big loafer, He wasn't very devoted to study, but he was one of the best insolent, overbearing, and brutal. He is the very oppm:iite of a natured fellows in the world, gen erous to a fault and true to gentleman in everything, and I am quite ;iurprised to learn his friends. that he is 'a relative of yours.' Tom and Bob were very nearly of an age, and good friends. "Well, I'm not a bit proud of the relationship, I can assure Though Tom Beverly, in common with all the other students, you," replied Bob, with a laugh. knew Bob Stanley had to work his own way through the Acad"But the fact is," he ad d ed, "Dan Kennard and I, though emy cours-e, he wasn't a bit of a snob, and did not, therefore, eousins, are almost strangers to >each other. It is supposed his look down upon th' e ambitious poor boy. father cruelly wronged mine years ago, and so won wealth by The spring term of Columbia 0Academy had just opened, and his rascality.' the pre-sent was Bob Stanley's first term as a student of th'e "Perhaps it's not a very Christian spirit I am showing in institution. saying so, but I'm really glad you and Dan Kennard are not But, though Tom Beverly was a senior, he had taken to the good fri'ends, for he is my enemy, and that, too, f o r no just n ew student from the first. cause." It chanc ed the two lads had met and b'ecame cquai'nted on "How is that, Tom? Have you and Dan had a quarrel?" the railway, while both were enroute for the academy. "Well, rather. You see, our club, the 'Columbia Academy Perhaps it was because, in many points, he was essentially Baseball Club,' I mean, won the championship in the academy Bob's opposite, that Tom was So attracted to the former, for league last season.'' Tom was a delicate, slender boy while Bob who had always "That's why you7 nine is now known as the 'champions?'" worked hard, was strong, muscular an9 self-reliant. "Yes, th'e champions of Columbia Academy,'' replied Tom, If Tom liked Bob the latter was imme nsely fond of his rich with pardonable pride.


2 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. "That's what caui:;ed the trouble between Dan Kennard an

THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. 3 might have some of the mon ey you are so lavish with," re plied Bob. "Take care. I don't want back talk from you. But I do want you and that white-livered-sneak with you to get away from that boat, and be quick about it." "I have hired the boat!" said Tom Beverly. CHAPTER II. BOB STANLEY'S NEMESIS. It. was a delightful day on the river. Bob Stanl' ey went for "I don't care if you have. Jim and I mea n to have a row ln a long row down stream. it all the same." Th' ey passed Berkley Academy which stood on a high bluf'I'., and at last made a landing in front of a little water-side hos"You can't have the boat," replied Tom, firmly. "Can't, eh? I'll show you. Anyway, I owe you a debt, and telry, which was much patronized by the students of the rival academies. I mean to pay it here and now. There are no police, offic'ers to take your part as there were on the baseball grounds th e day you struc}t me. Tom Beverly, l m goi'ng to give you the worst thrashing you ever had in your life." For a moment the boy captain s of the rival. baseball clubs stood glaring at each oth er. Bob Stanley stood close to his frienci Tom., He was watching Dan Kennard closely. Chivalrously Bob was resolved that the brunt of Dan's vindictive fury should fall upon himself, rather than upon the now weakly lad, who was in no condition to d 'efend himself. "Look here, Dan," .aaid Bob. "Tom Beverly is under the doctor's care. I tell you he is a sick boy. You shan't fight him." "Maybe you'll stop me?" "That's just what I will if you crowd us too far." "That's enough! Come on, Jim. We can thrash them both!" cried Dan Kennard, who had now worked himself up to a state of great rage. As he spoke he made a rush at Tom Beverly. But Jim did not promptly follow. He was comparatively cool, and he saw that, as he afterward said, "the new student looked like he could use his hands." Bob made a leap and met Dan in his enraged rush. Then for a few mom ents there was an exciting fistic encoun ter. Dan dealt his cousin some telling blows. But Bob was not idle. He return' ed blow for blow, andall at once Dan went down like a log. Bob had him off his feet. The bully was partially stunn ed. But he scrambled up ij.nd began to berate Jim in the most abusive-.Ianguage for not h'elp-ing him. The battle might have been renewed, but just then a dozen of the Columbia boys came in sight, on the river bank, an.d Dan and his companion concluded that "discretio n was the better part of valor." So they ran down stream in the direction of the Berkley institution. Some o! the boys came up and help'ed Tom and Bob get their boat of'I'.. I Tom told about Bob's fight, and wh

4 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. "No. It always happened that he was a stranger at places since the latter returned from Paris with the wealth he claimwhere I was imperiled." ed to have acquired in California. "Strange, very strange," said Tom, ref! ectively. "I found the man dying. "The man se emed to appear only to ".anish mysteriously." "He had not strength enough left to speak whlln I reached "Dan Kennard knows him." "Yes, that is now evident." "Bob, I wonder if your cousin and his father are concerned in this affair. You let drop a sort of a hint during your con troversy with Dan on the river bank that there had been some injustiC'e relating to money done you by them." "Yes, but I never thought Dan or his father could be con cerned in the mystery of the strange man, who has assumed the character of my Nemesis. I did not suppose they were bad enough for that." "But what do you think, now that you see. the man whose preS'ence you have grown to dread, evidently on familiar terms with Dan." "The circumstance is suspicious." "I thin'k so; too." "But I cannot s e any motive for my uncle or cousin to em ploy the stranger's fatal agency." "Perhaps you have overlooked some point in the circum stance s of your life." "It may be so. At all events I will briefly tell you how I b'e lieve I have been wronged by my uncle, Dan's father. Bob paused for a moment as if to collect his thoughts, and then he said: "My father and Dan's father were the only children of their parents, who were quite wealthy. Dan's father was always a wild, passionate fellow. My father, who was always stea<\}', was the favorite. Both were clerks i'n the banking house owned by my grandfather in New York City. "At one time, when th'e funds representing almost all my grandfather's fortune were in the vaults of the bank, a great robbery was perpetrated. "During the night the money was abstracted from the vault mysteriously. "An investigation was immediately set on foot. Develop ments of a startling nature ensued. Circumstances seemed to incriminate my father. Th'en the matter was hushed up for th e honor of the fam ily, which was dearer to my grandfather than money. "He was financially ruined, and although my father swore to him on the day of his death that he was innoc ent, when grandfather's will was read it was found that my fAther was disin herited. "Though there was no prop erty to divid'e, the mere fact that he was di sinherited almost broke my innocent fath er's heart. "Soon after that Dan's father went West, it was supposed. "In three years he return' ed, poss essed of a large fortune which he assured everyone he had gained in the gold of California. "Meanwhile my father learned that Dan's sire had not been in California at all, but during his three years' absence he had been living quietly in Paria. "Then a terribl'e suspicion dawned upon my father's mind but h'e dared not make it public. "He thought his own brother, Dan's father, must have robbed the bank and cunningly conspired so that circumstances should brand him as the thief. "But proof was wanting, and when my poor father, whom misfortune seemed to relentlessly pursll'e, came to die the dark mystery wa a still unsolved. "Of course the brothers were always estranged, and I be lieve Dan's fath'er knew of my parent's terrible suspicion re garding him. him. "But with a last dying effort he placed in my hand a singular writing. It wat; a sheet of pap er, covered with figures and dots. I have since learned it is a cipher, but as yet neither myself, nor anyone to whom I have applied for assistance, has succeeded in making any sense out of it. All my attempts to discover tlJ,e key of the cipher haV'e failed. "Now, granted that the mysterious document given ma by the old servant of Dan' s fath'er-I can never bear to allude to him a s my uncle-contains some secret which the latter fears to have known, and that he is aware the cipher h:: in my hands, what might be inferred?" Bob paus ed for a reply. "I judge one might think your uncle meant that you should 'Ilot live to solve the mystery of the cipher. That is to saiy, of course, if we admit th e unknown Nemesis is your uncle's se cret agent," said Tom. "It may be so." "Great Scott! Bob, who knows but that ciph'er tells the secret of the great bank robbery of years ago?" "I have thought of that." "If the cipher proclaims-proves-th' e gujlt of your uncle, :naturally such a man woulrl spare no means to destroy it or the one who held it in keeping." "You reason rightly." At that moment sounds were heard in the adjoining stall. Someone had entered it. Bob and Tom immediately became silent. The ensuing moment they caught the to'll'es of Dan Kennard, as he was giving his order to the waiter. Bob leaned nearer Tom and whi s p ered presently: "I.iet us wait and listen in silenC'e. Perhaps we shall. learn something, for the dark man I f ear is still with Dan." Bob had heard a hoarse foreign sounding voice utter a com monplace remark, in the adjoining stall, after Dan had given his order for refreshments. Tlie boy had heard the ton e.:i of the Nemesis before that day, so he was now sure the man of "the fatal presence" was yet Dan's companion. Eagerly Bob and his friend listened a fter that. "Then I can rely on you ," said Dan very soon. "Yes when I reC'eive ze gold young monsieur,'' replied the man of mystery in a foreign accent. "He is French, whispered Tom Bob nodded with a gesture to enjoin silence "Then we shall win the championship in the bas'eball field this S'eason. Hurrah for Berkley! I shall surely triumph over Tom Beverly and that beggarly cousin of mine," replied Dan. Just then the waiter re-entered Dan' s presence, but quickly retired. "Here ls a discovery! Dan Kennard has a conspiracy on foot against the champions of Columbia Academy. He means foul play against our players," whispered Tom. At that instant the report of a pistol shot sounded in the next stall, and with a loud cry Bob Stanley reeled and fell at Tom's feet. CHAPTER III. THE FIRST CHAMPIONSHIP GAME OF THE SEASON. At midnight, a year ago, I was called suddenly to the death Between th e dining stalls of the riversid'e hostelry the par bed of a man who had been in i!!ervice of Dan's father ever titions were only about seven feet high.


THE RIV AL 'BASEBALL CL UBS. 6 By standing on a chair anyone could look over the partition. When Bob Stanley fell at his feet as th'e report of a pistol sounded from the stall occupied .bY Dan Kennard and the stranger, Tom caught sight of a man's head and shoulders 'disappearing behind the partiti'on, while a cloud of powder smoke circled up. Th' e head and shoulders belonged to the mysterious stran ger. "Good heavens!" cried the excited boy, droppi'ng upon his knees beside the fallen youth, "the Nemesis has shot him!" The report of the pistol had scarcely died away wh en Tom sprang to his feet and darted out to the barroom. "There has be en murder done here! The black mustached man with Dan Kennard shot Bob Stanl'ey! Don't let him e s cape. I saw him fire the shot over the partition!" cried Tom. A rush was made by all hands for the stall occupied by Dan and his mysterious companion. Tom was the first to enter th e compartment, and behind him came the landlord and the oth' ers. On threshold Tom halted in surprise, for he saw that Dan Kennard was now alone in the stall. "Where ts he? Where is your black muzzled comrade?" cried Tom fi'ercely. "He went out a moment ago. Just after the report of a pis tol sounded from the next stall!" repli'ed Dan, cooll)'. "Th e villain has e s caped. But the shot was fired from here, and you know it!" cried Tom. "You lie! What! do you mean to implicate me in an attempt at murder!" retorted Dan hotly. "Let search be made for the assassin by some of your men, landlord, while the others assist m'e to carry Bob out into the air. I don't1 know if he is dead yet or not," said Tom, and without heedtng Dan Kennard's last remark he ran into the stall where Bob Stanley had fallen. Just then Bob uttered a groan and opened his eyes .. A waiter hastened to bring him a glass of wine, and when he had drank it he sat up. The bullet which had felled him had, it was then found, only inflicted a scalp wound. In half an hour Bob declared he was all right. M'eantime search had been made for the man of mystery. But no trace of him was found in the neighborhood. The Nemesis had vanished in as remarkable a manner as he had heretofore done on each previous occasion jVhen Bob Stanley's life was endangered. Dan Kennard had rowed away in a boat in which he had come to the hotel, and no attempt had been made to detain him. Bob and Tom presently entered the old fisherman's boat and &'et out to row back upstream. Suddenly Bob clapped his hand to his breast-pocket and ut tered a surprised exclamation. "What is it?" cried Tom. "My po c ketbook containing the original cipher given me by the dying servant of Dan s father is gone," repli'ed Bob. "The Nemesis must have entered our stall and robbed you while I ran out to give the alarm." "Yes. But fortunately I have a compl'ete copy of the ciph er at the academy." "Bravo! We may defeat your foes yet. But now, Bob, we know the Nemesis seeks your life because of th e cipher." "Yes, and my relations must be the hidden foes who employ him." The boys continued to converse until th ey arrived at the hut of th e fisherman to whom the boat belonged. Leaving the craft there, they proceeded on foot to Columbia Academy. near by. \ Next day there was a practice game of the Columbia ball club. The club was composed of two ninee, called the First and the Second. The former only played in the academy league games. Bob Stanley was on the ball grounds. One of the first nin' e chanced to be unexpectedly absent, and Tom Beverly asked Bob if he could play. "A little," he modestly replied, and l!e was prevailed upon to take the absent player s place. Bob proved to b'e a great surprise to the ball players. The truth was he had played baseball for years, in count:i't clubs, and he was a phenomenal batsman, baserunner, and general all round player. As a pitcher, however, he excelled, though h e was almost as good on third base. The Columbias were greatly in n eed of a new battery-one with which the Berkley club was l}Ot familiar. After it was seen Bob could bat and catch well, he was put in the box. After that no one could make a base hit. Bob had som'e curves down fine, and he completely rattled his school mates "W en, I'll be blowed if we haven't struck a bonanza in you, Bob. Of course you must join our nine of Champions. Dick Dare has been called home for the season, so we are one man short, anyhow," said Tom, at the clos e of the practice game, and so Bob was d'ttly enrolled as a member of the Champion nine of Columbia Academy. There was a great deal of excitement in both the rival acacjemies, as the day dr'ew near for the first league game of the season. . It was to be played between the Columbia champions and the Berkley nine captained by Dan Kennard. Meantime, after the Columbias found out what a treasure they had in Bob, he was kept out of the practice games as much as possible for fear Berkley spies might get on to his style of pitching, by watching his work in the box. Tom Beverly's h ealth, meanwhile, did not hnprove. In fact, he steadily grew worse. At last he had to give up and just two days before the date of the champions' first game of the season he had a fainting fit and the doctor ordered him to go home at once and rest for the season. Poor Tom was almost heartbroken, but as it was a question of life or death for him, he had to obey the orders of the doc tor. The entire club accompanied Tom to the d epot to aee him off, and all pledged him th'eir word to do their best to defeat their rivals. That very day a new student arrived at the Columbia Acad emy. The newcomer gave the name of Bert Cliff, and claimed to be a good ball player. A man was ne. eded to play in Tom's place, and, after Bert Cliff had shown in a practice game that he was more than an ordinary clever player he was taken on the league nine. Now the departure of Tom had left the champions without a captain, and at a special meeting of the club Bob Stanley was elected captain for the season without a dissenting vote. 'l'he sun arose in a cloudl'esa sky on the day set' for th e first great championship game of the Academy league. The game was to be played on the Berkley grounds, and so, of course, the advantage was with the players whose home grounds was to be the scene of contest. At an early hour Bob was out practicing with his catcher and coaching his men on the field a? Columbia. The game at Berkley ground'S was to be call'ed at 3 p. m. Long before that time the grandstand and the bleaching boards were crowded. Thousands of spectators were presoot, and th e excitement ran high. No pool selling was allowed on the grounds, but outside the pool 'Sellers were at work. The champions were the favorites two to one.


THE RIVAL BAS}BA.LL CL 1J BS. The toss w as won by the Columbia champions, and they B'ent the Berkleys to the bat. "Play! shouted the umpire when the men were in position and all ready for the game The old battery of the Columbias was in the box Bob Stan-ley first chose to play third base. Dan Kennard was an en raged and j e alous boy indeed when he found his despise'd poor relation had become the champions' captain. Just before the gam'e opened Bert Cliff the last acquisition of the champions, had mysteriously disappeared from the ball The players cam e rushing toward him, while one of the scor ers, a veteran of the diamond, said to the others: ''I'll wager something that man was drugged!" CHAPTER IV. AFTER THE GAME-BOB A.ND HIS FRIENDS. ground! for a few moments. 'l'he excitement was most intense. The fall of the captain At that time he met a dark, black mus tached man behind the of th e Columbia nine occasioned not only alarm and interest players' dressing-room. The latter was Bob Stanley's Nemeamong the rival baseball clubs but th e entire audience stiared s is. He and Cliff whispered togethe r for a moment, and when their emotion s. they parted the baseball play e r had something in his pocket Bob Stanley had for the first time demonstrated the fact be-which the dark stranger had given him. fore a critical audience that he was really a brilliant star of The great game was well c ontested. Bob Stanley pro v ed a the diamond-a phenomenal all-round player. wonder on third base, and his brilliant play in that position F'rom the outset the admirers of th e game had watched th e won the plaudits of the crowd boy ba se ball captain with critical keenness His skill, coupled But when he pres'ently ente red the pitcher's box, and retired with his fine, manly appearance and gentiemanly conduct man after man of the opposing play e rs, without a hit, th e en-throughout the entire game, had made him a favorite with the thusiasm of the spe ctators became inte nse. best class of the spectators. Still, after awhile, the B e rkleys occa sionally scored a hit, Particularly was this so as regarded the non-partisan porand the game ran close, and at the end of the eighth inning the tion of the audienc e-such as, with the fairness apart from score stood Columbia 6-Berkley 4 I sectianal or p e rsonal feeling, desired that the best club might Berkley went to th e bat first in. the ninth inning, and before win. they were retire d the y had scored four runs. As the members of the r i val nines gath' e red around Bob, a Bob Stanle y was i ndignant and surprjsed for the four runs great many of the sp ectators al s o hastened across the field won bY' the Berkley s we re directly charge able to Bert Cliff. from the grandstand and the bleaching boards. The errors were made in s uch a way that Bob's suspicions were Bob still remaln' e d motionl ess w here he had fallen. a.waltened that B ert Cllff m eant to throw" the game. S e veral of his o w n nine, who were the first to reach him, But it w a s too l a t e now to dispense with him in the last inkne1t about him, and as it was seen that he wa s white and ning. still as though he might never move again, great was the con'fhe score was now Columbia 6-Berkley 8. sternation of his comrad es. Th'e forme r had to make two runs for a tie and three to They all knew Bob was in the very pink of condition physiw in Columbia went to the bat. cally when the game was c alled. Two m e n w e re put out in quick succession by the Berkleys, While th e boys sought to revive their unfortunate captain, and on e of the v i ctims was Bert Cliff, who struck out at the th ey looked into each other" s troubled faces and it seemed home plate. that almost the same idea occurred to each. The xcitement was now intense. The third man of the Columbias to the bat was Bob Stanley . It all depended on him now. If he struck out the game was lost. If eve r Bob felt anxious it was now. But h i s excitement did not make him lose his nerve. He waited for a ball to suit him. At the second pitch he thought h e had it and he was right. Bob struck the sphere a heavy blow. It was a "daisy cutter" between first and second. and it took Bob safely to first. The next man to the bat drove the ball through center field for a base hit,. and Bob went down to second. On a wild pitc h he 'Stole third. The man at the bat knew it now depended on him to save the gam e and bring Bob in . He was one of the best batters of the Columb(as Bob s bope of scoring was now high. Just b e fore he went to th' e bat Bob had taken a drink of water. While at the home plate he had grown dizzy Th' e feeling had increas ed until now, as he stood on third waiting for a chance to run in hom 'e, his head fairly swam. Two s trikes! was th' e cry that almost immediately an nounc e d that the batsman had again failed A breathless moment or two and then-whack! Ah! that time the willow met the sphere Away it went to left field. Bob started to run home, but all at onc e everything turned biack b ef ore his e y es and half way between third base and the home plate he reeled and fell. "Ou t! Sil!l.e out!" call'!ld the umpire, as the ball was fielded back to t h e catcher on home plate like lightning. Columbi a was b eate n and while a mighty shout went up the c rowd it was seen that Bob lay where he had fallen. "There's something dead wrong about this. We'd have won the game if. Bob hadn't be en so strangely taken queer,' re marked tall Sam Heaton, the second baseman. "Dead wrong it is as you say. But you don t think Bob !sis a goner?" answered another Columbia boy. "I don't know. It looks 'SO. I can t feel qis heart b'eat and he don't breath e." 1 "Oh, h e mustn' t die like this." "A doctor! A doctor! We must have one!" "Yes, I'll run for a physician. Can anyone point out one in the crowd?" "That tall man yonder ," answered a stranger. "Yes, I am a doctor said the professional man addressed, and he was even th' en hastening through the throng, with the intuitlve desire of his calling to render assistance; he 1"eached Bob in a moment "Your verdict? Tell us the worst, doctor. Will he live or die?" asked Sam Heaton. A circle of bright young faces confronted the phY"Sician who had been at work with the unconscious lad some moments solicitude of th e Columbia boY'S was becoming painful. They could scarcely wait longer for the verdict of the doctor. "He is coming round. He will live. Indeed, I think he will be all i:ight in an hour. Well enough to return to Columbia at all events But he must avoid expo sure." "Hurrah! Hurrah!" Th'e Colilmbia boys burst into a cheer. The spectators joined, and in half an hour the ball ground was deserted. In this instance there had be en no failure in medical prog-


THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. 7 nosis. The young captain of the Columbia Academy nine had regained his_ S'enses, and his comrades had set out to return with him to the academy. Bob rode in a covered carriage, with tall Sam Heaton, the big second baseman, Fred Dean, the third baseman, and little "Snap" Cotter, the shortstop. "How do you fe'el by this tim e?" asked Sam as the carriage bowled al9ng over the river road. Oh, I'm getting all right. But I do feel a little strange and dizzy about the head yet. But we lost that game; that's what. breaks my heart," replied Bob. "It's hard luck, and that's a fact." "There's no luck about it, Sam. There has been foul play." "That's what we all think." "Yes, I know it; the moment I took that drink of water, just before going to the bat, I felt queer." "I thought so." "You know well enough I was good for a two-bagger on Kneal's curve s if I hadn't got dizzy. And if I'd only been my self, I'd have mad e a run anyhow, but for the fact that I was drugged." "Drugged!" "Yes. Between ourselves there's no use beating about the bush. I was drugged, and that's all there is to it-only to find out who did it." Bob's eyes began to fiash, and his voiC'e rang sternly as he pronounc ect the last words. He was evidently resolved that the cowardly rascal who had made Columbia lose the victory that day, and perhaps sent him near to death's portal, should, if possible, be detected and called to account. "Whom do you suspect-anyone?" asked th e little shortstop. "Well, rather." "Who?., "Doys, I'm going to trust you three. You know what a mis erable game Bert Cliff played all through to-day, and you all saw he always failed just where a bad play would cost us most dearly and prove of greatest value to Berkley?" '"fhat's so." "You're right, Bob." "He is a traitor." "I suspect him." "Anything else?" inquired tall Sam. "Well, yes. It' s my opinion there is som eone behind Cliff. H;e's sold the game. Now there are a good many square fel lows in the Berkley nine-fellows we all know wouldn't be guilty of any underhand work. But Dan K:ennard, the Berkley captain, and several others, are bad enough to make any attempt against us." "That's so." "Well, it's an ill wind that blows nobody good," said the lit tle shortstop. "How is that, Snap?" Bob inquired. "Why, the tall, brigandish chap, with the waxed mustache, who invested heavily on Berkley with the pool sellers, must have pulled off several hundred. I heard him remarking to a comrade that he had made a good day's work." "Was he a Frenchman?" eagerly asked Bob. / "Oh, yes. A real mon si'eur, with the Parisian dialect." "Tlre Nemesis!" uttered Bob. And he added: "His evil hand must have been in some way behind the vil lainy -t work to-day." "Hello! What's that? You know him?" All three of the boys spoke, and Bob comprehend ed that he had let drop a hint of the strange mystery of his hidden foe, which until that day he had kept a profound secret from all his school fellows save poor Tom Beverly. The hunted young baS'eball captain experienced that desir e for confidential advisers, which all must feel to a greater or lei:.s degree in the time of and trouble. Bob was silent for a moment. His three scheolmates looked at him a trifie curiously. He as he observed by the grin upon the chubby fac e of the little shortstop that he was probably wondering if he had really got all his wits back yet. Boys, I'm about resolved to tell you a queer story about myself," said Bob, finallY,. "Do so by all m eans." ;'Yes." "Is it something about the Frenchman?" ':I depend on you to keep the matter a secret," continued Bob. ... The promise was readily given by the three lads, and then Bob continued: "The story is really one containing all the intere'isting features of my life, before I came to attend the acad(;lmy." Whil'e the boys listened with interest to him, Bob went on to tell the remarkable story, which the reader has already heard him relate to Tom Beverly. When he had concluded, tall Ham Heaton exclaimed, excit edly: "There's the biggest kind of a put up job against you, Bob! And th e villains, who are your enemies, mean to beat our club by foul means all through this season." so/' cri'ed Fred Dean. "But we'll stand by you, Bob. Us four will unite and make it as hot as we can for Dan Kennard, Frenchy and the rest of that mean crowd, whoever they are," said the little shortstop. Bob felt that he had done well to confide to thoS'e three honest, true-hearted and manly boys the secret which had caused him so many perils. He was about to speak ilgain when suddenly there cam'e a tremendous crash. CHAPTER V. A PERIL OF THE RIVER BOAD--AMONG DESPERATE"MEN. The occupants of the carriage uttered cries of alarm. Al ready the night shadows were beginning to fall, and the road along th' e river bank was bordered by tre es, who se shade made the gathering gloom deeper there. The embankment of the river was steep. Here and there the road wound along very n'ear tlie brink. But still, ordinarily, it was not a dangerous way, for at every place where the road approached the edge of the river's rocky wall log sidings had b'een erected. Th e alarmed boys observed in an instant, as the crash came, that the horses had suddenly become frightened at aome object in the way, shied suddenly, and hurled the vehicle right against the low log siding that alone prevented a terrible fall to the river. The driver was sawing upon th e bits of th'e rearing team, which refused to advance further, and seem'ed intent upon a side rush ove the barrier. ''Crack, crack!" fell the driver's whip upon the flanks of the steed s, causing them to bound along a few paces, dragging the carriage against the barrier. The hubs thumped against the logs, the vehicle rocked and bounded perilously, while the boys clung to their places. The ca. e of th e horS'es' fright was not discovered by any of them. Evidently whatever it was that had caused the alarm of the team, it had appeared only to disappear again almost instantly. Crash! crnsh!


8 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. The carriage was backed heavily against the barrier on th'e But the accession of sunlight did not bring with it an addihigh steep bank. The horses were frantic now. 'l'he sting of tional discovery. Still the fate of th'e lost boy baseball capthe lash had made matters worse for their driver, who was tain remained an unsolved mystery. evid'ently an incompetent horseman, as well as lacking in judg-At length experienced river men decided that Bob's body ment. must have been carried far away by the under current. The "Jump for' it, boys! 'l'he driver must be drunk, or he is a carriage and the dead horses were drawn to the shore and at fool. Look out! Jump, I say! The barrier is giving way. noon the search was abandoned. The carriage is going over the bank!" shouted tall Sam Heaton Meanwhile what had really been Bob Stanl'ey's fate? We the next moment. wish not to make a mystery of the singular incidents of the It was as he said. night which befell the young star of the diamond after he was The logs were old and rotten at that point, and th e stakes hurled down the embankment with th'e carriage. And this which alone sustained them had long since decayed in the statement is a tacit admission of the actual truth. Bob yet ground where they were driven. As Sam cried out, he made a leap from the carriage, which was an open one. The little shortstop, who was a marvel of activity, alighted on the ground almost as soon as Sam. Fred Dean also leaped clear of th e vehicle. But not so Bob. He arose to l eap from the carriage as Heaton gave the alarm. But although he did not realize it until he got upon his feet he was quite weak yet. A sudden lurch of the vehicle sent him back upon the cush ions of th' e carriage, and th'en-"Crash! Crash! 'l'he barrier is broken, and down, down the steep fall to the deep, dark water of the river at the foot of the embankment went the carriage and horses, carrying poor Bob with th em. His comrades saw the terrible accident. It was all over in an instant. As the outfit disappeared through the broken railing, the driver threw himself from his place on th'e box. He struck h 'eavily on the hard road bed and did not stir. The three base ball boys ran to the brink of the fall. The carriage had been carried clear into the water. They caught a glimpse of the horses struggling frantically, held by the harness to the vehicle which was dragging th'em down, but they did not see Bob. Only for an instant were the doomed animals visible througJ:i. the gloaming in the water, then the sounds of their splashing ceaS'ed, and the swift tide closed over the;m. 'I'he three boys began to scramble down the bank. 'l'hey meant to find and rescue Bob, if he had not drowned or been dashed to death upon the rocks. Reaching the edge of the river, the lads could discover no trace of the young baseball captain. They searc hed all along th e bank in vain. At last they began to think it must be that Bob had been drowned. They recollected his weak state. Perhaps he had been unable to swim. He might have been caught and held down in some way by the carriage. With sad hearts and solemn faces the three friends of the lost baseball captain descended the bank; and set off on foot as swiftly as possibl'e, meaning to carry the news of the accident to Columbia Academy as soon as they cou ld. The trio made the. di'Stance to the academy in a very short time, and told their sad and startling story. At once men were sent out to drag the river, at the point wh ere the accident lived. When tbe carriage reached the river he was still in the ve hicle. But h'e wa s then hurled far out of it into the water. A strong outer current of an eddy which had its main whirlpool in an inlet, carried him in its circling waves swiftly toward U1e opposite bank and dashed him against some rocks on a bank. Bob was wedged fa st. But the waves had left his head above wat er, though the contact with rocks had rendered him unconscious. Th e very last recollection Bob had was of a struggle in the water, of a combat with the resistless current that had carried him on to the rocks. When th'e boy baseballist again opened his eyes he glanced up into a dark, b'earded human face, and saw all around him the rude, blackened walls of what he took to be some rude fisherman's cabin. "He ain't dead yet, L'eotia. Come, gal, bring him something hot and look atter him. I've got to go," said a gruff voice. A young girl entered the room. To Bob she s eemed like an angel presence. Th'e man who had spoken passed from his sight. The maid was probably sixteen, slender, graceful, with a clear and delicately tinted complexion, and the most perfect head of golden hair that was ever kissed by th' e yellow sunshine. Bob stared at her, and lifted himself up on a rude bunk which had been his resting place. "Father found you on the river bank, and brought you home. At first we thought you were dead. But here, drink this, and then you will he stronger," said the girl, a cup to his lip'3. Bob drank the cup's contents as she held the cup, an,d the spirits it contained immedi ately revived him. But the next instant he heard the voice of the man. who had just gon e out and that of anoth'er in the outer room. The second voice S'ent a thrill of absolute terror through the heart o{ the boy. It was a peculiar voice with a marked French dialect. "Ze spy will be here in one moment. Ze grande opportunity is come, or he will find _us out! Mon ami, you and I shall kill ze spy! Bob and the girl heard every word the Frenchman uttered. "The N eme sis-the mysterious foe!" Bob uttered under his Breat h. occurred "Merciful heaven! There will be murder done here!" said A large party of Columbia boys accompanied th'e draggers Leona in a thrilling whisper, as she brought her lips close with boats and lanterns. to Bob's ear. It was a strange, exciting night search on the river that "I forgot about my find. On e moment; I'll see if he is like. sued. The drags were cast and carefully worked for hours. ly to cause us a ny trouble," said the man whose voice Bob had Among the boys there were some excellent amateur divers first h'eard in the cabin. and first-ciiass swiTJlmers. They went to the bottom of the river again an quest of the body of Bob Stanley. But if the dark closed over him, it refused to give up its dead. "You must feign unconsciousness, or I will not answer for again in your life. You have fallen among most dangerous and desper-river had ate men," again whispered the fair Leona. Bob sank back and closed hi's eyes When morning came the quest in the river, which had con tinued all night, was further continued. Th'e man who had brought Bob there immediately looked into the room


THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS. CHAPTER VI. BOB RESOLVES TO SAVE AN IMPERILED MAN. shelter until morning. Of course, I shall pay for the hospital"' ity if you will grant it to me, said the stranger. "Brad Gardelli ain't the sort to turn anybody away as long as he's got room for em. Come ter the fire, an' make yerself at home," replied Leona's father. "Ha! Has he lost his senses again?" demanded L'eona's "Thank you!" fathe r. The stranger accepted a chair which Brad Gard elli pushed to" Yes, and maybe he is dead. ward him, and th e man of the c abin called out: "Perhaps it's as well for us so. I was rash to bring him "I say, Leona, come an' git the stranger som e grub. You'll here at all. eat, won't ye?" Quick, Gardelli! Ze man comes. H e has tracked you to ze "Than!ts. I would be glad to get a cup of coffee." cabin, uttered the Frenchman in a whisper behind Leona's Leona gave Bob a glance of entreaty, and went out into father. the other room. Oh heaven! If it should be he!" groaned Leona at Bob s As she passed by the baseball captain whispered: side. "Warn him if you can The boy started up. By the light of a tallow candle which she had left behind her In a moment he stood erect and resolute beside the girl. Bob then caught sight of a small chest in a corn er near the The liquor h e had drank and the effort of a firm will had door. enabled him to call up all his energies. The ch 'est stood open and Bob obs erved it contained a.,lot The startling thought that a great crim e was about to be of singular implements su c h as he had never seen before. committed the idea that th e Nemesis of his life was near, and Had he been b ette r v e rsed in such matters he would have the noWe re s olve that he would strive to help the one who was known that th e chest contained a kit of burglar's or bank to be pla c e d in peril by those deadly men inspired the boy. robber s implements of the most complete and modern char"Who is coming?" h e whispered to L'eona. acter. "Some one the y dread and fear," with a motion to indicate Presently Bob glanc e d out at the thre e men about the fir&the two men in the outer room. place again H e saw L e ona pla cing th' e coffee pot on the wood Why do they fear the one who is coming?" fire and he heard Brad Gardelli and the stranger conversing B ecauS'e-because-but no, no I cannot tell you." amicably. "What mystery is this?" wondered Bob. Of course Bob comprehended that the two desperate men of But he said no more the cabi n w ere working out some plan to take the stranger by The1e c am e a rap on the outside door of the cabin surprise, and it seemed probable to Bob that they had some Bob glided toward the door of the inner apartment. definite purpose in delaying his fate. Then L e ona' s hand fell upon his arm, and sh e said in inDirectly behind the lad was a small wi:p.dow in the rear wall tens e a nd thrilling tones, that were, however, scarcely louder of the cabin. 1 than a breath: It was uncurtained, and no blind clos ed it. "Take c!!re! If you are discovered you will be murdered! Though he did not know it, a well-beaten path leadtn g from But will you not help me?" 1 the cabin to a little boat landing among the rocks, l'ed direcUy "In what way?" by the window. To save the man who is about to enter the cabin." While Bob stood looking into the outer room with his back ''I will." turned to the window, some on e was approaching along th'e "Thank you! Thank you!" path mentioned. "But the y are two powe .rful men. Oh, if we could 1only conThe pe rso n who was coming to the cabin had just dls

10 THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS. aya4.J. Bob leveled his revolver through the partially open which was an essential attribute of his many characters door and fired. At the sam'e instant the stranger leaped up, caused him to halt. and the bullet Bob intend ed for th e Frenchman hit the man he "I am deserting the man I promised Leona to do my best to meant to save save," thought the young baseball captain. 'Ilhe stranger fell at the Frenchman's fe'et. He reasoned if his bullet had not unfortunately prov en fatal Gardell leaped up, shouting: to the stranger he would, at all events, b e helpless in the "Who fired that shot? Can it be th e boy I l 'eft insensible power of his enemies. in the next room discharged it?" "It would b e cowardly to run away with a loaded weapon r As h'e spoke the outer door was dashed open. in my hand, ready for the service of the stranger if he yet Dan Kennard bounded into the cabin. lives ," decided Bob. Then he began to retrace his steps. "So you have come at last, eh?" said the But as he approached the cabin again another singular and "As you see! But let me tell you Bob Stanley is in the next startlmg event transpired. room, and he fired to hit you, when he shot the stranger." A man ran past him in the now the appear"Sacre! It cannot b 'e! Ze boy is at ze bottom of ze river!" ance of the moon had dispelled the darkest shadow of the "No, no! I tell you he is there!" night. "I'll see!" cried Gardelli. Bob caught a glimpse of the fugitive's face, and what wa;; He bounded for th' e door of the interior room, but he now his astonishment to see that he was the stranger who had falfound it clos e d and secured on th'e inner side. Jen under his bullet by accident. boy zat is doomed shall no escape us! &.! If.. is fate "Stop-stop!" called out Bob. zat brought him here! Here to zis place of lon eline1s, into But the stranger did not heed him. On, on he went, like th'e our power, said the Nem'esis wind. Bob concluded it must be, if he heard him, he had "Com'e and help me burst open the door," cried Gardelll, thought the voice was that of one of his enemies. while Leona, pal'e and trembling, believed the boy bas eballh;t The sounds of several per.:;ons in pursuit of the stranger was surely lost. came to Bob the ensuing moment. He had paused on the path that l ed to the boat landing. CHAPTER VII. AN UNEXPECTED RETURN-BOB AT THE ACADEMY AGAIN. The Frenchman and Dan Kennard app eared, of course, only too ready to assist in the capture of Bob Stanl'ey. In to the request of Gardelli for their assistance to burst' open the door, they sprang forward. The trio all placed th eir shoulders against the door which Bob had secured. They surged against it, exerting all their strength to force it open. For several moments the stout bolt, wliich Bob had shot to its place, resisted the efforts of the villain.:;. But at length it yi'elded. The door flew open suddenly and Gard elli plunged into the room head first. The others were precipitated after him. The Frenchman stumbled over Gardeli, and fell at full l ength. Dan Kennard alone kept his feet when the door yielded, and his ability to do so was due to the agility he had acquired as a baseball pl ayer. "Hello! Great Scott! He's gone!" shouted Dan Kennard. One glance around the little interior apartment had shown him that the boy captain of the rival baseball club was no longer there. Gardelli bound ed up at once, and the Frenchman at the same time regained the erect attitude. "Ze boy has escaped! See ze window!" cried th'e Nemesis. The little window through which Dan Kennard had discov ered Bob iR the room stood open. Its frame worked on hinges. The moment Bob saw th'e stranger fall under the bullet he had meant for his Nemesis, the boy baseballist was so shocked that he almost lo .:;t his nerve. He feared that he had killed, or severely wounded an inno cent man. Mechanically, almost, as he low:red Bob closed and bolted the door. Then he darted to the little window, opened it and passed through it; for small as it was, it gave egress to his s1ender, though lithe and muscular form. Bob's natural and first impulse wad to hasten from the sc7ne of peril, and he bounded away. But h-e had not gone far when the disposition With no previous knowledge of the place, or that he should find a boat there, Bob gained th-e landing. To unchain a small ,rowboat, enter it, and row swiftly away was but the work of a moment for the excfted boy. The stranger had disappeared in the bushes up the river bank, and evidently having heard Bob's footsteps and taking him for the other fugitives, the trio from the cabin came rushing to the iandh1g. But we know they cam e too late. A moment and the distant shadows of thoe night hid Bob from their sight. Some little distance further down th e river he made a landing. Scarcely had he set foot on land, however when a man stepped out of the bushes, seized him by the shoulder, and be fore he kn' ew what had happened St!apped a pair of handcuffs on his wrists. "You came from Bradfordell's cabin and I want you. We have positive information that there is a boy connected with the gang-a baseball player, too, said Bob's captor, looking at the uniform in which he had played that day and which he yet wore. "There is som'e mistake, I assure you. If you will only take me to Columbia Academy you will learn I am all right," Bob hastened to say. "You will have to see the head of the bureau first, anyhow." Vainly Bob expostulated. The man hurried him away to a buggy which he had tn waiting near, and in it Bob was driven away across country to the county seat, Millsburg, twenty-five miles away. About ten o'clock th&next day Bob was march' ed into the office of the chief of police. There he was asked a great many qU'estionS that surprised him, and' he was about to be remanded to a cell in the county jail, wh 'en into the office walked the very man whom Bob had accidentally shot when he fired at the Frenchman "Hello, Baker. What news? Hicks nabbed the boy, who is in league with the river gang., and brought him in last night, and here h'e is," said the chi'ef of police, as the spy of the Ione river cabin entered. "That boy. Oh, no. Hicks has made a big blunder. That boy is innocent, and I owe my life to him," replied the stranger call'ed Baker. Bob's hoeart leaped to his throat.


THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS. 11 He was in despair when the man who had just spoken came in. The latter and the chief of polic'e passed into an inner office. They were gone some mom'e nts, and they returned Bob was dii:;charged, and an apology was made for his arrest. The boy baseball captain hasten ed out to the street, only too glad to get away without pausing to ask questions, though he was curious and mystified. The man he had seen at the river cabin followed Bob out of th' e office. "I owe you an explanation, my young friend, and a debt of gratitud'e which I cannot repay. Your bullet only grazed my skull, and knocked me sensele::;s. I was on my fe et while the villains were searching the inner room for you, and the girl of the cabin told me your name-that you had come there by chance, shot to save me, and fled," said the stranger. Then, having first bound Bob to keep it all a secret for tire present, th' e gentleman went on to acquaint the young baseball captain with some startling revelations relating to tire inci dent that had transpired at the lone riverside cabin. Just here, however, the secret:> that were h:nparted to Bob I cannot b e set forth. Baker provided a conveya,nce, and Bob was se11-t back to Columbia Academy. It was th' en in the afternoon when the lad who was .mourned for dead by all his classmates and the memberis of his cham pion baseball club, entered the campus. If a ghost had suddenly appeared there gr-eater excitement could not have been created. Bob was for a mom'ent looked upon as a veritable apparition. Then such a shout as went up from the campus The old academy grounds had 11ever rang with such cheers. 1 Bob was greeted with a positive ovation. The members of the champion baseball club carri'ed him in triumph into the rooms of the club. Professors and tutors hastened there to s0'e and congratulate the returned lad, who was a general favorite. Of course Bob had to explain. He told a straight story, so fa:r as it went. Acting upon certain instructions he had reC'eived from the sPY of the lone cabin, however, Bob merely stated he had been found senseless on th e river bank, and been carried to the cabin of a :fisher man. It was taken for granted that Ire had only just sufficiently revived to return to the academy. 1 That night th ere was meeting of the Columbia Baseball Club. CHAPTER VIII. TliE :MEETING OF THE GHAMPIONS-CLlFF WINS A POil'IT. Bob, as captain of the Champions, presid ed at the m eeting of th'e club. It was a strictly private meeting. Only the mem bers of the club were admitted. Th e young captain and the three players of the nine whom he had made his special confidants, had decided that measures should be tal{'en to ferret out the truth regarding the villainy which lost the opening gam e of the season for them. Only Bob and the trio alluded to knew that such an investi gation was on foot, they thought. The other players, they supposed, had the. idea the assem blage of that night was only to be an ordinary business meet ing, for on the following day the return game between Columbia and Berkley academies was to be plaY,ed on the grounds of the former. The club room presented quite an interesting appearance on the night of which we are writing. Th e members of last year's champions of the academy league were gathered about discussing the gam 'e, examining bats, balls, and looking to the gloves, masks and catcher's body shields, which were to be used on the morrow. By no means discouraged were th e lads of Columbia acad emy on account of the defea,t they had encountered in the first game. It was because they were a plucky lot of boys, who never said die, that they had won the championship the previous year, and they had anticipated that they would have a hard fight to keep it the pres ent season. Of course no one had anticipated that th ey would have to contend with schemes of villainy to insure their def eat by un fair methods. All ,the memb ers of the club agreed with Bob in his belief that he had been drugged. And it was the conclu sion of all that someone had put the drug in the cup of which the cap tain had drank just before he used it. Were this not so-had the entire bucket of water been drugged, all of th e Columbia players must have suffered. Now, as we all know, the waiting b enches of two clubs in play are always placed just outside the fifty-foot foul line to the right and left of the space re served for batter, umpire and catcher, unless it chances only one b'ench is used for both clubs. Now t''fo benche'S were used in the game of Columbia vs. Berkley. Each club carried its own water bucket, lemon slip ply, and bat rack. None of the Berkleys had been near th' e water bucket of the Columbias, which was kept at on e end of their waiting bench. Bob and his three particular confidants had reasoned on all this, and arrived at the decision that the drug of which the young captain had be en the victim, must have b'een put in the Columbia cup by one of their own men. This course of reasoning only confirmed Bob and his friends in the decision to which we know they had previously arrived, that the guilty rascal wad Bert Cliff. Just before the me'Elting of the Columbia Club was called to order Bob saw that Bert Cliff was not present. "Hello! I don't see anything of Cliff," whispered Bob to little Snap Cotter, the shortstop. "That's so. He isn t here. But it can't be he has taken the alarm." "No, I don' think so." Bob rapped the meeting to order, and just as the boys be came quiet ther, e came a rap at the door and when the kooper open ed the portal in walked Bert Cliff, looking as cool and composed as possible, though as Bob imagined, at least, a trifi e paler than usual. "Gentlemen and fellow members of the Columbia Nine," said Bob when Cliff had taken his place, "I have a serious to make against one of our members. I allude to Bert Cliff, 1 whose poor play helped so materially to lose us the game :tiis errors were so manifestly chargeable to intentional mis play that I believe he was also the party who drugged m 'e. I therefore, move that action be taken regarding this case at once." \ "I move that Cliff be expelled," said tall Sam Heaton, the second baseman, arising and addressing the chair. "Second the motion," said Snap Cotter. "Gentlem'en, you have heard the motion-are thel"e any re marks?" said. Bob. Bert Cliff was on his feet in a mom ent. "I deny th'e charge in toto. If I played badly it wM not by intention. It was one my off days, that's all. I know nothing about Bob Stanley's being drugged, and I ask you to show me fair play! Let m e play in one more game and if you don't that I deserve to be retained I'll resign without a word."


12 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. Cliff spoke earnestly, d eterminedly, and with seeming sin-I afraid there will be serious trouble on the ball ground tocerity. morrow." There were some further remarks, and then the call was Bob Stanley was alone at the window of his room. It was made for the question. a bright, moonlight night. He had extinguished the light, and "You have h eard the motion. All in favor of the expulsion of Cliff please rise, said Bob. Sam Heaton, Fred Dean and Snap Cotte r were among the minority who immediately arose. But the majority of the club did not vote for Cliff's expulsion They were i'nfluenced by Cliff's manners and they knew not the secret of the inside facts of the secr e t f oes of their young captain. Then, too the spirit of fairness-of a wish to give every on'e his rights-which is a fundamental principle with the be .:;t class of our American boys had its influence. The boys who did not vot e for Cliff's expulsion remembered how splendid his practice work had been. They were aware, too, as all exp erienced baseballists are, that even the b'est of players will, from no known cause, occasionally have a streak of bad luck m a game-an off day. Bob did not desire to appear too uncharitabl e and so he ,did not try to have the motion re c onsidered, or press the charge he had mad'e a,gain st Cliff further just then . "After all," said he to Sam Heaton, as they walked to his room, after the meeting ended, "perhaps, by allowing Cliff to remain in the club, we may gain positive proof against him, though he does not cost us another gam e." Just about that time Bert Cliff left the academ,y campus by a rear gate, and half an hour later he met Den Kennard in the rear room of a little beer saloon, in th'e village near the academy. Cliff related what had taken place. "Good!" said Kennard. "I'm glad you did just as I said. There's nothing like having a friend in the camp of the enemy. Of course the Frenchman gave you the powder that fix ed Bob Stanley?" "Oh, yes. But I dare not throw the next game; the Columbia fellows would mob me if I did." "I don t want to do that. Play your level best to-mo rrow, and so get back into their confidence." "Do you expect to play to-morrow s game all fair and square?" "Never you mind, but I don't mind giving you a tip; is the umpire for to-morrow's game." "Well?" 'inquiringly. "You know what a timid fellow he is?" \ Atwood "I know he hasn't got sand, but he always tries to do the square thing, and you can't buy him, that's sure." "Never you mind. I'Il bet you ten to one that B'erkiey wins, and when the game is over you'll say that the decisions of the umpire made Columbia lose." "I'll take you." "Ha! Ha! Th'ere's my hand on it. Haven't only a little change with me now, but I'm sure of getting back all th e money I've paid you so far on that bet, Cliff." "I don't drop' onto just what you are up to. But you and the Berkley nine can't bulldoz e Atwood into giving unfair decisions in your favor, if that's what you "We shall see." "We shall." "Now another glass of beer and I must go." The lads separated a moment later. While Dan Kennard S'et out for Berkley academy the traitor to the Columbia club went to the academy of the latter name. As h e walked along he said to himself: "While I can' t just get it settled in my mind what Dan Kennard's little game with th e umpire will be to-morrow, I am sure he will create a sensation of some kind." Bert Cliff shook his head, a trifle doubtfully, and added: "Dan Kennard ma.y overreach himself yet. Somehow I'm no one could see him from without. It chanc' ed that he saw Bert Cliff slinking along in the shadows of the academy building, when he return'ed from hi s meet-ing with Dan Kennard. ."There he goes! There goes Bert Cliff now; I shouldn't wonder if he had be en out somewhere to confer with our ri vals," was Bob's shrewd suspicion. CHAPTER IX. THE JliOB AND THE BOY BASEBALL CAPTAIN, As the following day was a legal holiday all the great fac tories in the manufacturing town just across river from Columbia had closed down. All the men and boys would be free to attend the .:;econd great game of the Academy JeagU'e. That a large class of the employes of th:e factories were a pretty tough lot everybody in the neighborhood knew. But what very few knew was that the factory hands had invested heavily in pools on th:e second game, which had been sold privately in a pool room outside the town limits. And further, the factory men had bought Berkl'ey exclusive ly. '!'here was no doubt that they were influenced in their choice by the knowledge that Berkley had won the first game; also, by certain tips which a tall dark man, with a brigandish mm;tache and a French dialect had been industriously giving out among the factories ever since the last game Perhaps if Bert Cliff had known all this he might have formed a suspicion and also have refused to bet with Dan Kennard. The truth was the latter had a deep scheme incubating. But it was not original with him. The saturnine man who was the mysterious Nemesis of the boy baseball captain, had plotted the scheme. It was founded upbn a knowl'edge of human nature-its weakness, its avarice and its selfishness. And the factory men certainly would not care tp lose their money. Money the all powerful god, would hold the baton in favor of Berkley. Cupidity would reign. The sympathies of five hundred of the ruffians of the factory town would be on the side where they had placed their hard earned money. There could be no doubt of all this, and when, before the hour for calling the second gam'e of the Academy league, Bert Cliff saw the roughs from the factories to the number of hundreds crowding into the grounds, he positively turned pale. Until that moment he had not thought about its being a legal holiday-had not anticipated the presence of the rough mob from across the river. True, there were half a dozen special police on the ground, but they were county offic ers, who would run if there was a row, Cliff thought. He presently caught sight of Dan Kennard talking earnestly with a couple of ruffians, who were showily dressed and who sported loud jewelry. Cliff recognized the two men. One was the k'eeper of a low saloo n in the factory town The oth e r was a sporting charac ter of unsavory reputation. "Dan is putting up the final points against th'e Columbias. The two fellows he is talking with will lead, if there is trouble with th'e mob," thought Cliff


THE RIV AL BASEBALL CL UBS. 13 Bob Stanley 11oticed that a large part of the audienc e was "Look out, Bob!" y'ells tall Sam Heaton, who was coaching made up of rough-looking men and boys. But he thought .his club. nothing strange of it, for he had though about the holiday But on, on, goes Bob for third base. Th e audience yells, the when, as captain of the nine, he was making a little calcula ball came in like a cannon shot from center field to second. tion regarding the probable financial results of the game But Bob had touched third, and was going down for the home Glancing along the tiers of seats in the grandstand, the boy plate. The second baseman jumps for the ball. But it goes baseball captain suddenly started. over his head. He caught sight of beautiful girlish face and recognized The shortstop catch'es it, wheels like a flash and sends it Leona, the girl of the lone riV'erside cabin. home just as Bob crosses the plate. Bob had never forgotten that beautiful face since first he It is a close play but every fair minded p'erson can see that beheld it the night of his peril in the river and at the isolated the umpire renders a just and honest decision when he shouts cabin. The lad thought Leona was the most beautiful-in every way the most attractive girl he had ever met. Certainly he wa,:; in danger of falling in love, if he had not already done so. "Poor girl! Beautiful Leona. Would that I dare tell herdare warn h'er of what is to come. But I cannot, for I am pledged to secrecy by Mr. Baker, the man whose life was in peril at the river:iide cabin," said Bob, mentally. Th-a next moment h e caught Leona's ey'e. She started, paled, and then blushed and smiled as she gave him a modest little bow of recognition. be that pure-faced young girl knows the regardtiJ.g which Baker bound me to sil'ence. When the time which she has to fear comes, I mean to be at hand to aid her," continued Bob to himself. Soon the game was called by Umpire Atwood. The Academy league employed four umpires. Th e manager assigned the umpires by lot for each game. The names of the umpires were written on -S'eparate cards and all shaken up in a hat. Then one was drawn out. 'rhe man whos e name chanced to be upon that card was declared umpire for the next4ame. When the game was call'ed the Columbias, who had won the toss, took the field and sent their oppon ents to the bat. Bob went into the pitcher's box at the outset. The first man to the bat was Dan Kennard, who demanded a low ball. Bob gave him th' e ball knee high and squarely over th'e plate. "not out. Then what a scene. Dan Kennard has given some sort of a The black faced shadow of the boy baseball captain is among the crowd from the factorie s. "Out! out! That's out!" he cried. The crowd takes up the yell. "Mob the dude umpire! Kill him if he don't give Berkley fair play!" yell the ruffians. A rush is mad'e for the ropes. The county police are scattered. The ruffians seem about to enter the field, and fall upon the umpire, who is as white as a sheet, and trembling like a leaf. "Take back that decision. Declare Bob Stanley out, or the angry crowd will kill ye!" calls out a burly rough, shaking a club at Atwood. He lacks moral courage; Bobs knows he is about to yield to the demand of the crowd. The umpire b'egins to speak. "It may b'e, gentlemen, I was too hasty--" he says. "Hold!" cried Bob, suddenly leaping b'etween the terrified umpire and the crowd. The next moment th& revolver Leona had given him appeared in his hand and he added: "I'll shoot down tile first man who touches the umpire." CHAPTER X. PITCHER AGAINST PITCHER-"T. C. CASE." It was a fair ball, though it had one of the young pitcher's phenomenal twists to it. Bob Stanley had taken the leading ruffians, who were menacDan Kennard ought to haV'e struck at the ball, but he didn't. ing the rather weak umpire so savageJy, completely by sur "One strike!" called out Umpire Atwood, as it was his duty to do. pris e. They had not anticfpated anything like this, and possibly Atwood was a slend er, pale young man, and Dan Kennard neither had the enemies of the boy base all captain, who had glared at him savagely, threateningly, but said nothing, while instigated their riotous proceedings. some tough shouted: Before the leveled revolver in the hands of the brave and "Shoot the dude umpire." determined-looking boy the ruffians recoiled. A laugh went up from the speaker' s rude comrades, and The flash in Bob's eyes, the firm and resolute line of his lips, from that on they tried to confuse Atwood by guying him. hi's erect and fearless bearing, all told that he was fully reBut he did his duty conscientiously. solved to protect the imperiled umpire at any hazard. Dan Kennard struck out and r.etired, while the Columbia Th e moment their captain took his bold, defiant stand to save faction cheered. th e umpire, th'e Columbia nine gathered around him to a man. The game went on. First one side and then th e other scored. The boys brandished their baseball bats, and all looked At the close of the sixth inning th'e score stood: as if they meant to back up Bob and. stand by him to the last. Columbia 4. The lad's friends-the students of the Columbia Academy-Berkley 4. and the entire b'etter class of th'e audience shouted for order, It was a tie. Columbia next took the bat. Bob went to the and the cry "The umpire was right!" went up in a loud chorus plate, and caught the first ball th!l Berkley pitch 'er gaV'ehim. It from many voic es. was a liner, straight through center field clipping the daisies, But for 'Some mom ents it looked 'as if there would be a free and going so fast as to elud' e the center fielder, who mad e a fight. desperate scoop at it. Bob stood firm, with the champions at his back. Th-e ruffiant1 Bob went down for first like a shot, while the cheers of the shouted and threatened. Columbia crowd from grandstand and benches applauded his But the leveled revolver had a mighty power in the arguhit. On, on to first, and down to second. Will he reach it? ment, and it seemed there was not one of the gang who cared Yes. And looking down center field he sees the fielder still to be the first to put Bob's threat to shoot down the first man chasing the ball. Then on going like the wind for third as he who touched the umpire to the test. 1 sees a chance to score a home run. "I do not wish to enter into a discussion. You fellows have But the next instant the center fielder has the ball. com-e here o get up a row, or have things all your own way,


) '14 THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS. ,and argument would be thrown away. As captain of the I "All right." 'Columbia nine, I will say, though, that tll'ere will be no more "And milnd you, you do your b'est; from this out we must ball played until you cl'ear the field and order is restored," said make this a 'pitcher's game.' It must be Bob Stanley against the determined b oy to the ruffians in ringing tones. T. C Case-Case. Ha! Ha! Ha!" Just then some one was heard to shout from the grand Dan laughed, as if he fancied he had perpetrated a huge staJl,d: joke. "Ze polic'e are reinforced! Look out zat they make no ar-But T. C. Case didn't seem to appreciate it in the least. rests." Instead of joining in Dan's mirth he' frowned and said: "The Frenchman! The Nemesis! Ah! He does not wish "Confound you! you'll give me dead away if you keep on!" the ruffians to go too far. I'll wager something this i::; a put-The first of the s eventh closed with one earned run for Col up job of Dan Kennard's to intimidate the umpire," thought umbia. Bob. That was Bob's honi e run. The officers specially detail'ed for service on the ball ground The next two men who wielded the willow for Columbia that day, and who had fled ingloriously wl).en the mob charged went out on a strike and a foul tip, neatly pickeq oft' the bat into the fteld, had not retreated far. by the Berkley catcher. Cries of "Shame! Shame! from the spectators seem'ed to In their last half of the seventh inning the B'erkleys scored have awakeued the self-respect of the men to some degree at one run. Bob did his level best with his deceptive curves and l east and they halted near the gate of the inclosqre. "drop balls," but T. C. Case got on to his work for a base hit, Meantime, the manage r had sent a call from the box office, and finally scored. where he to be engaged in counting up the receipts. When the eighth innf'ng open'ed the rival baseball clubs were Some twenty-odd policemen who were about the streets of still a tie. th e town adjacent to the ball grounds were soon being hurried Now the score was: toward the scene of the trouble by their chief, who had in the Columbia 5. meantime answered the manager's message by telephone, Berkley 5. stating that his men were coming. When play was called for the eighth T. C. Case went into The wily manager started the cry that the p 0 1ice reinforce-the box. ments were at hand. He knew that the mob was cowardly at The audi ence, a a well as both nines, were now worked up to heart, and counted upon gaining time by this innocent d ecepa great state of excitement. Every baseball devotee knows tion. that since the great national game ha s become a veritable It proved quite succes sful. The mob fell back reluctantly, scienc e with the experts, many a game jlep .ei;ids upon the still shouting threats, as the alar111 uttered by the mysterioui:; pitcher. Indeed he is by far the most responsible man of a Frenchman rang in their ears. nine; upon his ability to strike out the batsman depends the It was fully 'twenty minutes b'efore th e police reserve really issue. put in an appearance It was evident to all now that the rest of the great ch!!,mBut, meantime, as soon a .a the mob had quieted down and pionship game of the AcadeII\Y l eague was to be a pattle of the become seated on the long line of bleachers, the play was ball tossers, just as Dan Kennard hinted to T. C. Case. resum'ed. Bob watched his rival in the battery of the Berkleys, noted Dan Kennard looked the picture of rage and disappointment how he balanc ed the ball, and when at last it left his hand and ''Dash the luck! Bob Stanley wins again. Confound it, the went over the home plate, making a sudden dip, so that the umpire can't b e bulldozed now, Cliff dare not throw this batsman, completely deceived, thrashed the air three feet over game," he said mentally. 1 th e plate, Bob had to acknowledge mentally that T. C. Case His scowl deep ened, as he thought that he would be a heavy knew his business . money loser, for he had made a large >investment in Berkley The next pitch was a real wizard tosfi. The ball made an pools on the strength of the rascally plot to intimidate the "incurve," and again th' e bat met only empty air. umpire. The crowd began to cheer, and T. C. Case smiled confidently. If the game was played out on its merits, and the best nine' His cool, deliberate methods Bob had never seen equaled save allowed to win, Dan Kennard felt in his heart that the chances among the m embers of the professional league s. were :i-gainst him. T. a. Case was as calm and unconcerned as a Keefe or a But he was a shrewd fellow in a way, and he yet held back Clarkson might have been. 1 a trump card. "That fellow has had long exp erience in first-class clubs, and The fact was, a new player haq app eared in the Berkley his clean-shaven face has a mighty old look, By George, Bob, I nine that day. should say h'e was old enough to be the father of any of our He was announced as one of t he reserve force of that club. fellows!" said tall Sam Heaton ta Bob. On the score card liis name appeared as "T. C. Case, pitch." Cas'e had not gone tnto the box yet He had held down third with such wonderful skill that, though Dan Kennard had only meant he should play one inning there to watch the style of the opposition batsmen and so get on to their methods as a bit of diplomacy before he s et in to strike them out, th'e result had made the Berkley captain keep third guarded by But now Dan KennaTd said to Case : "Dave, you'll--" "Hold on Don't call me Dave," interrupted Case, looking around in a rather frightened way. CHAPTER XI. EXCELLENT WORK ON THE DIAMOND. I Bob scanned the face of T. C. Case closely after that, and he saw that Sam Hefl,ton was right. Certainly T. C. Case was dQuble th e age of any of th!'I other players in eith'er of the nines. "I beg your pardon It slipped out. of your being recognized.'' But no daJ:lger i And Bob made another discovery. The face of T. a. Citse 1 looked as if it had reC'ently b e en deprived of a hirsute appen "I hope not." dage that might have 'entirely changed his expression. "What I was going to say is this: You must go into the box Bob saw that _the pitcher's upper lip had lost a mustache the next innings .' very lately.


. THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS. 11, Some way Bob began to "smell a rat," as little Snap Cott

16 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. with full force. Down went Dan in the dust, and over his head went the ball. Bob l eaped ovec him, touched first and darted on for second. \ CHAPTER XII. The man wa's the red-faced personage who had caused the pitcher so much alarm in the box. All right. I'll go with you," replied Carl, alias Case, who knew the officer, for such Bafton would not stand y nons ense. I Bob Stanl'ey and several of the Columbias came up just then, and Dan Kennard beat a hasty retreat. "What does this mean? Why ha+e you arrested the new "T. C. CASE" UNM.A.SKED-THE BEAUTY OF THE LONE CABIN AGAIN.1 Berkley pitcher, sir?" asked Bob of the officer civilly. The catcher ra for the ball. Bob galn'ed second, and Dan Kennard picked llimself up, covered with dust, and rushed in home, shouting savagely : "Judgment! Judgment! He ran me down and prevented my catching the ball! I demand that Bob Stanl' ey be declared out!" J "Not much!" shouted Bob, also walking in. He was in my way right on the ll'ne. He had no right to try the old dodge of 'shutting me out!' "Right. Not out. Hold your place, all. Play ball! decided the umpire. There were plenty of hisses from the ruffians and but the police another attempt might have been made to mob the umpire. The game went on. 'fhe next man got onto T C. Case for a base hit, and Bob got to third. A bold dash on a passed ball which the catch er just missed, carried i'n home. Now the tie was broken in the favor of Columbia. Whack! Five minutes later another man hit Case. At the opening of that the sci'entific ball tosser had become suddenly "rattled." But why? "He is George Carl, th' e runaway leagu e pitcher, who robbed the treasury of the L-League Club, as you have all read in):he papers. H e has shaved off his mustache and fixed up his face some, but I knew him at once," replied the officer. "So another d0p game to beat us unfairly has failed," ex c laimed Bob. "Certainly and you lads deserve the greatest credit. You batted on e of the best pitchers in the business. But you owe me the credit of having rattled him. by showing myself In the crowd. He knew I was afte r him, and he lost his nerve. Of courS'e the Berkleys will claim ignorance of his identity, but I'll stake all I'm worth that dark-faCd captain of the Berkley team knew all about him." The officer pointed at the r e ceding form of the scheming Dan Kennard as he spoke. Carl had nothing to say. The officer hurri'ed him away Th0en Bob Stanley turned to leave the ground. As he was doing so he caught sight of the beautiful girl or the lonely riverside cabin again. She was just leaving the grandstand. heart to beat faster He approached the beautiful girl and said, as he lifted his baseball cap politely: He alone knew I beg your pardon Miss Leona But will you not allow me All at once he had caught the eye of a thick set, red-fa c ed to escort you. I believe you are unattended. man in the audience, aI).d observed a look of unmistakable 1 "Thank repli'ed the young girl, timidly, and she placed recognition on th e face of the latter. -her fingers lightly upon the arm of the handsome young base "Good heaven Bafton here! I'm lost! The jig is up!" said ball captain. T. C. Case, mentally. "We laiit met and parte d unde r singular circumstance,s I The cumHng of hi's hand then failed him. rt was notl the am sure I have thought mu c h of you since that night of peril," skill of the champions so much as his sudden disability to use said Bob, .as they walked on. his skill that enabled the Columbias to "get in on him, as "And I have thought of you." they now did'. I am happy to hear that. I am sure you are good and true, Most pitch ers get "rattled" when they are batted heavily. It though the home you occupy may be the resort of those who seemed so to be the case with the new pitc her. are not fit associates for you. Before the champions were put out three earn ed runs were "Yes, yes." s c ored. Just then the sounds of hasty footsteps sound ed behind the Not to dwell too long on .the game we may add that the pair. Champions succeeded in putting out the Berkley nine with one Look here I'd trouble you to drop that fellow's arm," said a earned run in the last of the ninth inning. voice savagely. So the Chall'.)plons won. Bob and Leona turned. The score stood: They faced Dan Kennard. Columbia 8. The rivals of the diamond glared at e ach other. Dan looked Berkley 6. p erfe ctly savage. R!lge and j e a lously were depicted on his Probably th ere n ever was a more enraged crowd of roughs I swarthy face. than those who returned to the factory town across the river I Did you hear me girl. Drop that fellows' arm, I say!" he that night, having lost all their money on the Berkleys. repeated in ton es of insolent command. And Dan Kennard was in a savage mood. Leona looked frightened r He took Case asidti and said: Tremblingly she withdrew her hand from Bob's arm. "Confound you! You threw the gam e! I've a mind to break At the same time she gave him a look that made him think your head! You went to pieces all at once. You can't make she was the victim of coercion any excuse An old professional like you could have won the Dan seized Leona's arm at once game for us if you would." "You don't know. I--Good heavens! Th' ere he is!" "George Carl, I arrest you for stealing from the treasury of the L--League Club. Come with me at that moment ex claimed a man who had slyly crept up behind Dan Kennard and the new pitcher of the Berkley nine. "Come with me," he said. "Wait a moment. Doesn't it strike you that you are carry ing things with a high hand, that you are behaving to this y oung lady like an insolent s coundrel!" cried Bob. As he spoke he leaped forward, caught Dan by the collar and hurled him some distance away.


THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS 17 Dan and Bob would probably have immediately com'e to blows then but for Leona. She sprang between them, exclaiming: You must not fight on my account I prefer to go with Mr. Kennard." Ha! Ha!" laughed the captain of the Berkl'ey ni'ne "Beauty prefers money to poverty every time! Sh e knows I will inherit a big fortune while you will always probably be as poor as a church mouse "If Tight and justice were to have sway perhaps I might share the fortune you are counting on so securely," retorted Bob. # Then he hurri'ed away for after Leona had said she preferred Kennard' s company to his, he was too much of a gentle man, and too high spirited a.s well to think of forcing his attentions upon her. But Bob was hurt, and as well. He half fancied Dan Kennard had some secret power over the young girl. He doesn t look like th' e winner of a foot race," replied Bob, lightly. '! hen he and Snap darted away. 'rhey were pretty near the gate and at once mmgled in the crowq that was now surging through it on the way out of the ball park. As the two lads disappeared the huge Dutch policeman caught sight of them and r e cognized Bob "Hallo! dere he vo s gone mit himself. Stop dose vellers somedimes he shouted Aud the '!'ay he forward was a sight that mad'e the spectators smile all over their faces Certainly there was little danger of Bob being overtak e n by the pond e rous Teutonic memb'er of the force. Glancing back over his shoulder Snap burst into a laugh as h e witnessed the burly representative from the "fatherland" attempting the pursuit. But the young baseball captain' s only danger did not lay in the rear. And Bob knew then that she had taken a plac e i n his heart, The re. was one in advan c e of him, though as yet unseen, from which it would be difficult to expel her. whom he had good c ause to f e ar. was he in love? Perhaps so. That individual was the Nemesis th e Frenchman who play-At all events he acknowledged that he would be the happiest ed th e mysterious part of the boy baseb allist' s fatal shadow. boy in the world if he only knew beautiful Leona cared for He was ahead of Bob wh e n the latter and the little shorthim. stop came out of the ball grounds A moment later Snap Cotter ran up to Bob and exclaimed : The Nemesis was e vidently posted as to this last move "There' s big trouble coming for you, Bob. Perhaps you had against Bob. better cut and run for it. He saw the latter and his companion as th' ey got clear of the CHAPTER XIII. THE NEMESIS TRIPPED-DISTURBING THE PRINCIPAL. Bob was startled. He knew that Snap Cotter was not one to sound a false alarm or to easily bece>me frightened. "What is it, Snap?" asked the young baseball captain, with a degree of anxiety in his tone which showed how anxious he was. Why, they are a-going to arrest you "Arrest me? "Yes." "What for? "Why, for carrying concealed weapons and drawing them." Oh! That's Dan Kennard' s work. "Of course." "Well I was in the right;' 'Of course you were. If you had not drawn the revolver just as you did the chances are Umpire Atwood would have fare d badly at the hands of the mob ." Yes ." "But it' s against the law to carry c oncealed weapons "Well I'll come out all right, I guess Seriously, you didn't think, for a moment, I d run away? "Yes I did "Well Snap, I am surprised. "You don't understand. "Well will you ple a se make your m eaning clear th en?" "What I meant was you were merely to run away to keep out of the hands of the officer until you got some one ready to go bail for you-that' s to save you th e disgrace of going to jail. "Oh I see I guess you are right. Come along, Snap. Let' s bunt up Principal Walsingham of Columbia I am sure he will go bail for me "Slo am I. Yonder is the man who has been instructed to aT,.r est you The big Dutchman." crowd. Instantly the saturnine countenan ce o f the Frenchman darkened H e smiled in an unpleasant way, and as the two boys came on he suddenly sprang from behind some m en who had shield ed him from Bob s sight. The mysterious man threw himself directly in Bob s way His manne r showed that it was clearly his purpose to pre vent Bob s further retreat. But if this had not be en so his words would have established the conclusion Halt! You a r e my pri soner. Ze officers want ze young monsieur," he cried As he spoke he rea c hed forth to seize Bob by the collar. "No you don't!" crie d the y oung athlete. He bounded under the outstretched arm of his secret foe as he spoke. The Frenchman started to pursue him. But Snap Cotter was at hand. Quick as a flash the lithe and agile little shortstop tripped up the swarthy rascal. He fell heavily. Bob and Snap then ran at. full speed .Catching up with an omnibus bound for the academy the y leaped on the rear steps, and amid a cloud of dust vanished with the vehicle from the sight of the Frenchman. "I' gue ss he won't trouble you any more just now ," said Snap, cheerfully, a s he and Bob rode away. The ommbus soon reac hed th e a c ad e my. The re Bob and Snap alighted and th' ey at once directed their steps to the pri n c ipal's office. / Profe ssor Walsingham was a dignified old gentleman a regu. lar book-worm, and rather eccentric. But with all he was a kind-hearted personage, and proud of anything that add'ed to the glory of the old Columbia Academy baseball included Bob knocked rath e r timidly upon the office door for he kne w the principal was always strict and inclined to show little fa vor to a stud'ent who b'ecam'e guilty of any offense against law and order. "Come in. The answer to Bob's rap. came in stern and rather impatient


18 THE RIV AL CL UBS. tones. The young baseball captain opened the door and entered, cap in hand, followed by Snap Cotter. The principal was s eated at his desk, poring over a big vol ume' of ancient history, and all about him were strewn papers, and a big pile of manuscript lay at his elbow. The fact was the principal was getting up a text book on anci'ent history, which was his pet hobby. And what made it bad for Bob, he was just now in a rather unpleasant frame of mind he had discovered that some of the leading authorities differed in dates of important events connected with the subje.ct he had under consideration. The two lads were favored by a sharp, stern glance through the spectac les of the learned man. "Well, what is it?" he asked. "I am in trouble," frankly replied Bob. "How so? Have you !'et Berkley beat again in th-e ball game?" No, sir, Columbia won to-day." The stern old face relaxed a trifle. "Good. Very good." ) "But we came n ear bei .ng beaten. An attempt was mad e lo intimidate the umpire. His life was in danger at the hands of a band of roughs from the factory town. I drew a revolver In the last game Bert Clift had redeemed hims"'.lf in th' e eyes of all the Columbia champions. So brilliant had been his play that even the captain, Bob Stanley, himself could but commend him. The young baseball captain had never yet had much experience in sounding the depths of duplicity to which man may sink, and so he had now about concluded that, after all, he must have wronged Cliff, "Well Cliff, I don't know what to say to you about to-mor mor's game/' said Dan Kennard, as th e two young athletes sat over th'eir be e1. "Why? you not resolved on anything?" "Not for silre." "Why not?" "Well, you see that Case atTair has got noised. about, and we are afraid we will lose all the sympathy and support of the public at large if we don't let, up on our game to b'eat Colum bia by stratagem." "'l'hat's so. You want to be careful." "I admit that. Now, while I can't instruct you to throw the game, you will make a bad play, an error, when you can safely do .so in to-morrow' s game." "I understand. I am to make errors in such e. way only that aud held the rascals back Now someone is seeking to ha've the champions' suspicions will not again be arous' ed against me arrested on the charge of carryihg conceal'ed weapons." "I'd like to see them do it! What? Arrest one of my pupils fur behaving like a brave fellow No no. In the time of the first Rom before that gaine came off Bert Cliff again met Dan "I will heed that message. Leona is friendly to me, it seems. Kennard in the little saloon where we have 'S'een him and the But what did she mean by accepting Dan Kennard's est:ort,in-Mptain of the Berkley nine on a previous bccaslon. stead of mine?" reflected Bob.


THE RIV AL B A SEBALL C LUBS. 19 The lad paced up and down room for s omEl' time, thinking de e ply. Finally he said: "I think I ll give Dan Kennard and his rriends the great-est surprise of the season to-morrow." Bob smiled to himself. He thought h e had hit upon a.,n excellent plan to outwit his foes, and the id ea pleased him. When he fell asleep he was still thinking of his plan and Leona. Bob mentally resolved that he would yet try to see and converse with the beautiful girl of th e lone riverside cabin again. He felt grateful and secretiy delighted at the deep interest i;he had tanifested in his welfare by sending him that note. Bob thought that he might yet,. persuade Leona to ex.lain the II\YStery of the 13eeming authority the rascally Dan na,rq b,aq ventured to exerciS'e over her. The next morn!ng Bob called his three sp ecial confidants, tall Sam Heaton, "Snap" Cotter and Fred Dean into pis "Well, boys, I've got a letter to read you," announced Bob. Th' en, when the door was }ocked, he prodced the note h'e But thi s they di d not w ts h to do if they c ould help it, for to say the truth, there was only inferior materia l i n t h e s e cond llill'El. It S'eemed, however, that someone of the second nine w ould have to play in the place of Bob St11nley's darky substitute. Tall Sant Heaton was acting captain for the day, and he spoke to the umpire an\l aslrnd for a few momen ts: d1l a y in calling the game. Sam appeared to think it likely th e darky w oul d yet c om e aud strange to say though all the other members o f t he c h ampion club seemed considerably exercised in the matter, Sn a p Cotter and Fred Dean also appeared to b e of S a m s opini on When the latter asked for a delay Dan Kennard prom ptly objected . While the captain of the rival club was adqressing himse l f to the umpire in an arrogant, o verhearing tone, a shout wen t up from the Columbia Academy boys. Just then a darky youth, clad in the uniform of the Champions w as seen entering the park. He came forward with a s huffling gait that w a s anythin g but alert or charact eristic of an athlete w ho mo ve s 'with elasticity had receivel\ from Leona. always. In low tones, for he was beginning to feel constantly sus The crowd in th e grandsta,nd and on the a dj a cen t board s picio-us of the presence of eavesdropping emissaries of his greeted Bob Stanley s darky substitute with a l a u g h foes, Bob read the note to his fTiends. "The coon can't run the base s, and i f he ca n hit the ball it They werjl surprised and indignant. will only be wh ep it is put down on the ground b efo r e him, A consultation was held and a neat trap was set for the sneereq Dan Kennard. i:iporting contingent of Berkley and Dan Kennard's confederThe darky seemed in no WflY abashed though he had to run ntes." a gantlet of jibes and j eers as he pass ed along t he Towards noon sure eno-ugh just as Leona's messflge had benches to the bench of the Columbia boys. warn'ed him, Bob received a telegram signed by Tom Beye i;;\s he went by the gr;:mdstand he took off h\s cap and bow e d ly's father, and bidding the boy basepall captain hasten, by 1 and scrap e d in a mos t awkw ard a nd l a u g h a ble manner. first train, to Tom '1:1 qeath beg. A regular country darky. What in the world could have Bob assumed deep grief. made Bob Stanle y se:qd him. It must b e h e's m a d'e a mistake At once he iade publi c the telegram. in his man, or that coon has d ec eived him a s to his ability as Then he set about getting ready to catch the firi:;t tra,, and a ball player, said Bert Clirf. to the m'Elmberi; of the Champion Club he said, in parting with There was a general murmur of dissatisfaction among th e them: Columbia boys as the d arky cam e up and the Berkley nine "I am very sorry I cannot play with you this afternoon. But laugh e d aud guyee b eaten two to one.' BeTt Cliff walke d away_ when Bob had gon e to the depot. "I guess not. Com e don't make a kick ," responded Heaton Reaching his room he hastily scribbled a note. It was for and then he hastily w hisp e red som ething in the ear of the dis-Dan Kennaard. satis{ied player. The latte r looked as if he h a d rece}ved the The note stated that Bob had gon'e to the death-b'ed of Tom greatest surprise of hi s life l ;mt h e did not offer another word Beverly, and that a ,'nigger" who was only a poor country I of objection to Bob Stanley 's substitute. ..,. player was to take Bob s place in the gaII\e that afternoon. Almost immediately the game was called Cliff took the note to the little saloon where he met Kennarq. Meantime, when Dan Kennard had-to use his o:wn word .;i-There h e intrusted it to the proprietor's son, a shrewd urchin I siz e d nP" Bob's colored substitute, he privately sent 'word o f twelve to carry to Kennard, at the Berkley institution. around among th e adherents and back ers of the Betkl'6y nine, At thTee o'clock that afternoon the granqstand and adjacent asimring th' em that on ac count of "the nigger being no good benches on the ball grounds at Berkley Academy were thro11g :j:lerkley stood to win the game i;ure ed. Dan Kennard's messenger moreov e r s trongl'y advised his The gam e naw about to be playeq was th e "r-ub" of the frleI1 to buy Biirkley in the for a ll they were worth. series. The chances of the club w inning it for the final chawThe game opened with Columbia at the bat, for this timi:i pionship in th e a c ademy would b e great. The interest was won the toss corresponding. But when the time set for the game came Bob s daTkl" substitute had not arriv ed, and the champions were a man short. Here was a dilemma CHAPTEJR XV The first two Columbia batsman were struck out. Then !'the nigger" went to th e bat. "Bang!" as the first hot, ball came over the plate. Bob's substitute caress ed it with the willow tn a that mad e it sing through the outer field, and sent the right-fielder I chasing it to the fence. Whoop dar! Clar de track! sent fur an' I'se got to THE DA.RKY BASEBALL PLAYE R Pl\OVES A S URPRISE. go!" cried the grinning darky, and all of a sudden as if by Of course the champions could draw a mall from the "!fecond magic, h e .seemed to limb'er up in every joint, and the way he nine," or r e serve players of the club ran those baS'es and came in safe, a c lean home run,


20 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. is one of the traditions among the baseball boys of old Colum bia Academy to this day The game throughout proved a wonderful surprise to every body, unless it was Sam Heaton, Fred Dean and little Snap Cotter, the shortstop. The latter was so delighted at the performance o/ the darky that he had to vent his joy b'y turning a series of flip-flops in th e infield as th e colored youth crosS'ed the home plate all right. The opening of the fourth inning saw the darky in the box. "Do they think the coon can pitch too? I confess hoe was a surprise as a batter and runner, but I ll b'et we can pound him out of the box in short order," said Dan Jrennard. But there was where he was wrong again. The darky could certainly pitch baseball. He quickly retired three. men in quick succession. Then the fickle audi ence actually gave the colored youth a cheer. But he paid no attention to them, well knowing if he had failed as a pitcher they would only have jeered him. When at last the ninth inning was concluded the score stood: Columbia 4. Berkley 1. ,Again victory had p'erched upon the banner of the cham pions. Dan Kennard' s friep.ds were dumfouiided. They had all lost money and everybody seemed inclined to look upon the col ored youth as a coming star in the baB'eball firmament. Dan Kennard and the l'eading members of bi's club had a little talk on the ball grounds as the crowd was dispersing, at the conclusion of the exciting gam'e. "I mean to hire the nigger feller for our club. What do you say? asked Dan. There was a gen 'eral assent. "He will be a great addition to the strength of our batteries and at the bat," said one of the Berkleys. "But his color? remarked another. I "That doesn't matter. He will only be a hired player, but we'll have to get him entere"d as a student of Berkley and keep it a s ecret that he is paid to play; oth erwlse, according to the leagU'e rule of the academy clubs, he will be barred out," continued Dan. It was decided that the darky should b'e hired. No one seemed to think he might object. Presently Dan approach e d the colored youth as he was l'eaving th e grounds and said : "I'd like to talk with you on business Our club would like to get you to play with us hereafter. Will you me et me at Smith's saloon at nine to-night?' " De'ed, yes," replied the darky. A ll right. See that you are there on time. "Dat's all right." Daii went on well satisfied that he would have no difficulty of engaging the color ed youth for the Berkley Club at his own terms. Th' e darky grinned as if at some very good joke as soon as Dan's back was turned. That evening before nine o'clock the colored youth entered Smith's saloon. This is the plac e where we have twice seen Dan K'ennard and Bert Cliff, the traitor to the Columbia Club, meet. The darky called for a of ginger ale, and sat down at one of the tabl' es to drink it. Presently door opened and in came Dan Kennard. But 0he did not come alone With him was Bob Stanley's Nemesis-the swarthy secret foe who had been his shadow of ill omen for so long. "Please slip into the rear room. There we will discuss the terms of your engagement with B'erkley, said Dan to the colored youth. Dan and the Frenchman passed into a little rear room, and the colored youth followed. The Frenchman closed the door and, as he placed his back to it, hissed in th e darky's fac e: "I know you. You are Bob Stanley in disguise." CHAPTER XVI. BOB CORNEREO--A ROW AT SMITH'S. "Jupiter! You don't mean it. It can' t be! This darky isn't Bob Stanley. We haven't been duped again!" cried Dan Kennard, as the Frenchman utt'ered the startling words which were an astounding revelation for the Berkley captain. He wheeled as he spoke, and stared at the colorEld youth. It was a thrilling situation for Bob Stanley, for of course th' e keen-sighted Nemesis had at last hit upon the truth . Yes, th e pretended darky youth was really Bob Stanley, the captain of the' Columbia nine, cleverly disguised. This was the 'plan which we have hinted Bob had arranged for the discomfiture of his baseball rivals and his personal 'enemies. He had taken tall Sam Heaton, Fred Dean and. Snap Cotter into his confidence, and that statement will explain why the trio were so willing he should play in tll'e great closing gam e ,of the first series, though his appearance at first had been so awkward and so little in accord with the Ideal of a baseballist. Bob enjoyed the fun he had as a darky baS'eball player, and h'e felt that for once at least he had paid back his enemies as they deserved In their own coin. When Dan Kennard invited Bob to meet him at the saloon where they now were, th e lad had a definite object in agreeing to the tryst. He thought it po ssible he might learn something of value regarding the plots and plans of his enemy. Th' e disguise had proven so impen etrable on the ball ground that Bob now had t'he utmost confidence in it. He had no fear that Dan Kennard would penetrate the se cret. When th e mysterious Nemesis uttered his thrlllfn g words and Bob comprell'ended that hi13 secret was out-that his most dreadful foe had penetrated it-his feeling may be imagined. The exultant, blazing eyes of his fatal shadow seemed alight with the terrible lurid glare of murder. The fearful glance seemed to burn into Bob's brain as he met the fiery scintillations of those flaming orbs. Bob l'eaped backward so that he brought a tabla between himself and his two enemi es "Ha! we have him now," gritted the Nemesis. Bob saw he was about to draw a weapon. The lad acted with the promptitude of thought itself. Th'e only light in the room came from a small oil lamp stand)ng upon th e tabl'e behind which Bob had retreated. Quick as a flash, the young baseball captain overturned the table. It fell with a crash and the light was extinguished. The Frenchman and Dan Kennard made a rush at, Bob, but th ey stumbled over the table and with on e lofty bound the boy baseball captain cleared the obstacle and gained the door. Dashing open the portal, he rushed out into the room be yond. A numb'er of young fellows belonging to Berkley Acad emy were now in the apartm'Elnt. "Stop him! Stop him! Ze nigger has assaulted Dan Ken nard!" shouted the Frenchman. Bob was makini;for the street door as fast as possible. But as soon as they hear.d th'e cry of th e Nemesis and recognized Bob as the darky who had played such a great game that day,


11 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS'. the Berkley boys sought to cut off the lad's escape from the barroom. Four young :fullows, who were playing billiards at the tabtes, at the side of the room, which were a part of the attractions of "Smith's," sprang to intercept Bob. "Hold on, nig. Hold on, I say!" cried the foremost of the Berkley quartette, _as the four ranged themselves before Bob As he spoke the Berkley leader rais ed the billiard cue he had brought with him from the table, and made a motion as if he meant to strike Bob with it. Dan Kennard and the Frenchman were coming from th'e rear room. It looked as if th'e disguised boy baseball captain was in great danger of being hemmed in between two parties of foes. But h'e was equal to the occasion. Dodging quickly, he sprang forward, and, catching the up raised billiard cue in his left hand, he hurl'ed the follow who held it out of his way. Then on for the door, striking right and left as he went to get the other three Berkley fellows out of his way. Bob would .have gained th'e street door all Tight and probably made his escape from the place without further difficulty, but one of the Berkley men managed to trip him up. Bob fell, and as he attempted to scramble up Ure four Berkley fellows threw themselve.:i upon him. "Fair play! Onre at a time, unless you are cowards!" shouted Bob, in ringing tone s, as he struggled manfully. It would have gone hard with him then; but his loud shout was heard in the street, and heard by friends, too. It was the greatest piece of good fortune that could possibly have befallen Bob, for just th'en tall Sam Heaton, Fred Dean and Snap Cotter, the little shortstop of Columbia, chanced to be passing. "Hello! By George, fellows! that's Bob's voice, and there's a row in Smith' s. Come on!" cri'ed Sam. He dashed into the saloon as h'e spoke, and his two comrades followed. They took in the whble scen e at a glance and it. 1':ennard and the Frenchman w ere trying now to strike Bob while h e struggled with the Berkley fellows who had thrown themselves upon him at th e door. "Columbia! Columbia! Give it to 'em!" cried tall Sam Heaton, wl1o was by the way a great amateur box er. Then the way he and his two comrades of the champion baseball club sailed into th'e Berkley fellows was a sight to please the lover8 of fair play. Sam s ent the Frenchman spraw.ling head first under a table before he realized what had hit him. Fr'd Dean paid Dan Kennard the compliments of the season in the same way. Little Snap Cotter landed a blow on the face of one of the Berkley fellows that might have counted as a bas'ehit in a ball game. Bob gained his feet, and se-eing that the tables were com pletely turned, the Berkley crowd beat a retreat, the Frenchman going with them. lt wa sn't often there was a fight between th'e students of the rival academies. The police were pretty strict with th'e boys, and so were the faculties of the two institutions of learning, wh'en it came to dealing with cases of fighting. But the bad blood that existed between Columbia and Herk ley would crop out occasionally in a row. Bob knew now the feeling would be still more bitter th'e re mainder of the year, and he doubted not the Berkley men who had fled would seek another chanc'e to try the conclusions of fisticuffs with him and his friends. It was necessary, of course, that Bob should explain the cause of the row to his three comrad'es. As th'ey set out for the academy he did so. "By G'eorge!" exclaimed tall Sam Heaton when Bob conclud ed. "They had you in a tight place in that back room If you had not had the pre sence of mind you then showed, it might have been all up with you. That Frenchman has the face of an assassin." Bob realized that he had met with a narrow escape, but he hoped he would not be further troubled by the Nemesis. At least for a time. Could he have pen etrated the dark shadows in his rear-for now the darkness of night had completely fallen-Bob would have immediately changed his opinion. He would have seen that he was followed by th'e Frenchman. The young bas eball captain and his friends arrived at the academy boarding house in safety, and then Bob said to Sam Heaton: "Won' t you come up to my room. I want your help in an important matter?" CHAPTE\ XVII . THE Jl.lYSTERIOl'S SECRET CIPHER. Sam Heaton che'erfully assented to Bob's request, and the latter led the way to his room. Bob's apartment was on the second floor, on a pl'easant shady side of the building overlooking a neat lawn. The roof of a porch was directly under his window, and so nearly on a level with it that Bob had utilized it as a sort of "window garden." He had quite a number of b'eautiful flowering plants of which he took the greatest care in pots on the roof under his window. The evening was waTm, and as soon as he had entered his Bob opened the casement and lighted the gas. Without the sky had b'ecome black and a storm threatened, making the external glom;n complete and impenetrable. Having lowered a wooden shade, composed of slats that fold ed upon each other when the shad' e was drawn up acro;:;s the window Bob locked the door and said: "You k now, I you all the strange story of my life, Sam, and all about the Nemesis-the secret cipher given me by a. dying man, and all th' e rest?" "Yes:" "Very weil. I am about to show you the cipher. I am fully convinced it contains a hidden revelation of the greatest im portanc e." "To ytiu?" "To m e and to my foes." "I think you are right, Bob." "I am almost sure, Sam." "Everything points that way, at least, Bob add'ed, as he unlocked trunk, and took out a .:;mall wooden box, with a sliding cover. A student lamp burned on a table in the c enter of the room, which increased the light from the gas. "Come, draw yourself up a chair, Sam. You'll n eed to sit down before we are through, I'm thinking, for I want you to help me read th e cryptograms," said Bob. He and his school friend became seated at the table at once . 'l'h'en Bob opened the box from the trunk, which he had placed upon th e table. It contained a package of letters and some loose papers. But at the bottom of ihe box carefully wrapped up on a fold of oil silk, was the copy of the secret cipher which Bob wish:ed to read. He had made the copy from the original which he now b'e


THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. lieved to be in the possession of tqe mysterious Fr'enchman the one you have in parchment before we shout we have found long previously. How he now congratulated himself that he had done so. But for this forethought the paper which he did not doubt was really th e cl"ew to a great mystery, would have been for ever lost to him, "Here it is-the cipher which I have vainly tried to read a thousand times," said Bob, as he removed the oil skin cover and drew out a she et of h e avy parchment. It was covered with rows of dots and figures, but there was not a single letter of tne alphabet or other sign or symbol In the entire cryptogram. "Letters might have given lj"S some sort of a clew to work on, Sam. But this great jumble of dots l}nd figures is a maze of most impenetrable mystery," said Bob, spreading oqt the paper upon the table before himself and his companion. "I should say so. Without som'e kind of a starter-11key to th e cipher-I don't see how we are to get to work." "It's difficult to decide how to proceed." "If you can' t make anything of it, I m sure you ne-ed not count anything on my assistance," said Sam, who justly enough had a very high opition of his friend's mental abili ty. "Two heads are always better than one." "If one is saph ead," replied Sam, laughing. "Well, now, seriously, Sam," began Bob, when the qther interrupted him, saying: "Just wait until I light my pip e and get my thinking cap on." Bob did not say anoth'Elr word until Sam was puffing ;iway, like a steam engine, at a huge pipe, with an e;icpresi:;ion of i;u preme contentment, which the man who does not love th'e de lightful weed must forever remain ignorant of. "Well, I ve got steam up so go ahead as soon as YOJl like. But mind you, I don t mean to :mggest that I can run my men tal engine to a solution of that ciph er," remarked Sam at length. '"I've recently purchased a book, treating on ciphers and solu tions. Here is the volume. I haven't much time to devote to its study as yet, but it may be of asaistanc e to us now," said Bob. He had taken a small bound voluI)'.le from a book rack, jn the C'ent'Elr of th:e table, while speaking. Bob open ed the book, and assisted by Sam began to look through it. The two lads sought for some examples of the varjous forms of cryptograms, which had been invented by ingenious I)'.lOr tals, that might be similar to the on e they wish' ed to solve. The specimens of ciph'er were numerous, and th e t,wo Jads had looked the work pretty well through before they came to anything like the cipher Bob had received from the dying man who had been in th' e service of his rascally uncle, the father of Dan Kennard. "Hello! This looks something like it!" at last exclaim'ed Bob, as he turned a page very near th'El end of the volume. "That's so." ;'Nothing but figures and dots in this one." "Almost the same idea as the cipher we want to get,at it eeems at the first glance." "Yes. Let's S'e e what the explanation of or the key to this printed cipher is." Bob began to read the foot note. It was the }rey f;o the ci pher of figures and dots. In a few moments the two intelligent lads had mastered th'El iexplanation. Then Bob said, in tones of exclt""" ment: "I am almost tempted to exclaim 'Eureka.'" "Don't be too quick! Maybe we are not out of the wood a yet. Let's try the rule for r'eading the cipher in the book on it." "All right. But I'm pretty well excited I can tell Y"'\l. and i:;ome way I tool I am on the eve of a thrilUng experience of .some sort." "A great discovery, let us hope." Bob read a)oud from the book as followii: "The above example of the :flgure.s and dots cipher is one of the most simple systems of cryptogramic writing, and yet one of the most difficult to read. It all depends on on'El thing &nowing the book that h; the key. In this system the first numper indicates the page of some book, and Is inclosecl in brackets. Th e next number is separated from the :flrst by a dot, and it indicates a word on the page whose numl:!er is :flrst given. Thii words are to be counted froI)'.l the top of th e page as one-two-three-twep.ty and the like. Th'e first word used in the cipher may be the fifti'eth on e on the page, or any oth er. y.rhen a new page is uS'ed its number i'il inclosed in a llracket and so on. OnC'e the title of the book upon. which the cipher is found is known the rest is so easy that following the above h1structlons a child may read it." Having finished reading the dir'ection of the hook, for the second tim e, Bob scanned his copy of the mysterious crypto-gram. Th'El first number wa s i'nclosed in a ):>rack'et. TJ:re other numbers, until a dozen or more, were s!lparated by dots. Then came another number in bracket&. "This is surely a book cipher,' as the little cryptog:am voI calls it. w e have foun out its secret. But :yet we are J:ia.filed, until we know the title Qf the book, from which it ls written," said Bob in tones of conviction. "It will be just like looking for a needle in a hay stack to l].unt for the right book," repli'ed Sam, rather discouragigly. "And yet sooner or later I will read the cipher if I live,'' replied Bob as if he was uttering a vow. "Never!" said a dark faced man beyond the window under his breath. CHAPTER XVIII. THE :MIDNIGHT SPY-AT THE PISTOL'S POINT. All the books in Bob Stanley's room were op'ened by the lads s eeking for the volume upon which the secret cipher was founded. But their labor was vain. They did not find the volum e they wished. on e might search through the largest library in the land and yet fall in such a task a:.; the two boys had undertaken. It was growing late when !lob and Sam Heaton had con clud ed experimenting with the last voluW'e of Bob's limited collection. Sam had kept his pipe going pretty much ;iIJ the tjm e, but even that SOJlfCe Qf,.pleasant mental stimulation had at length failed. Sam yawned, put down his pipe, stretched his long limbs, and said, fervently, as Bob closed the last book with a disap pointed sigh: "Thank th e Lord there are no more of them. Good-night, old chap. I'm off for ):l'ed." "Good-night Sam, and I am much to you, I'm.sure.'' "Not at all. I'll help you any time. I suppose we shall have to work through the whole Academy library." "Perhaps; and yet we may stumble on what we want early in the que-st." "By a lucky accident? By a eorge1 I s)lould not wonder if it would turn out so. You are a lucky fellow, taking all things


THE RIVAL BASEBALL C LUBS. 13 into consideration. I am coming to believe in your luck Goodnight again." The door closed behind Sam Heaton as he last spoke, and Bob was alone. He turned the key in the cloS'e d door, and then went back to the table and began to gather up and re-arrange his books. Some time elapsed. The sounds of Sam Heaton's footsteps had died away do'ivn the d 'eserted hall. The clock 01:1 the mantel in, Bob s room chimed the hour of twelve. "I didn't think it was quite as late as that. I must lock up the precious secret cipher and get to bed for I want to be up betimes in th' e morning," muttered Bob. He stood with his back to the window. Unseen, unheard, a dangerous presence then became visible there. A human hand had noiselessly raised the slat curtain the preceding mom e nt, while Bob s back was turned. the head and should ers of the mysterious Frenchman -the Nemesis, who wa s the fatal shadow of the boy baseball captai'n-app eared in the open space. He glared into the room. His thin, cruel lips yere parted, showing his white te eth. His eyes flashed. His whole expression was wolfish eag e r, de t'3rmin' ed. From the boy, whom he s o ruthlessly hunted, the evil glance of the midnight spy traveled to the box in whiqh Bob had now replac e d the secret cipher. The purpose of th spy wa ,:i evident. He meant to rob Bob of the copy of the cipher Possibly too the mysterious man of evil might attempt theti a:nd there to deal the fatal blow that would forever teThe Frenchman reeled ba ck as the deadly tube was level 'ed full at his breast. Drop that knife or I will shoot you down in your tracks, command e d Bob sternly, w ith hie finger on the trigger of the weapon. The Fre nchman h es itated. "Quick! the sharp tone of the boy convey e d his fier c e de termination. The Nemesis fear e d to disobey the order longer and so he flung th' e dagger upon the floor. It dropped almo.;t at Bob's feet. With o ne fier c e kick he sent the murderous blade into a dlstant corner. Still ke eping his weapon leveled Bob said s ternly, command ingly: "Sit down." The Frenchman mutte red something in his native language, but he dropped into a chair. You came here to rob to murder me," continued the young baseball captain The Frenchman did not r e ply. .. Tim e and time ag a in y ou have placed my life in deadly p eril." Still the Nemesis was sil ent. "Why s hould I not kill you? The villain shrugge d his s houlders. But now Bob s aw a sudden expression of new alarm flasb into hi s evil eyes. Y es, I r e pea t. Wh y s hould I not kill you? Certainly I be justified in doing so But I want you to answer some qu e stions. "What are they?" The Frenchman had found his tongue at last. "Firs t who set you on my trail?" move Bob Stanley from the pathway of his enemies. I c annot tell. Bob stood motionl'ess at the table for some moments, as if You must; you shall he had all at once fallen into a reverie. Does ze young monsi eur thin k zat I am a fool-that he can His hands trifled aimlessly, as it seemed with the table so ea s ilnmne intimida t e ? Non! Non! Ze Fre nchman is no cover and yet what was th e mea:tiing of the strange expres sion that all at once appeared upon his fac e. Bob had suddenly grown pale Then a sudden gleam of desperate resolution had flashed into his eyes. He looked lik'e one who, upon the instant, had formed some great and all-important purpose. But, as we have said, his back was to th e window Could he be aware of the presence of the dangerous foe who was crouching th'ere? \ It did not se'em possible-and yet what else could epl!Un the intense and th.rilling expression of his countenance, which wa s hidde n from the Frencliman by his position Slowly, noiselessly, with the JtMlthiness of a cat, the sis drew himself forward. Almost holding his breath, for fear of alartrlit1g the boy he meant to surprise, he drew himself further into the room, inch by inch. Still motionless stood Bob. On through the window the tall form of the swarthy villain cam'e, until his fltll length had passed the caS'ement, atld he stood erect Upon the heavily carpeted floor sil'ent as a shadow. The Nemesis seemed to meastire the distanC'I! between him self and Bob. One leap and he could reach the boy. Sudd enly the Frenchman put his hand behind him, and th'e succeeding instant a dagger appeared in his hand. Then as he was about to make a sudden advanc e upon the boy baseball captain Bob wheeled like a flash. H'e raised his right hand from under the table cover as he turned. In it he clutched the revolver that had been the gift Lieona. coward!" You 'evidently seek to obtain the copy of the cipher'-the original of which you s tol e from m e at t h e r i verside hotel, where your cowardly shot so n early c ost m e my life You know the secret of that cipher ." The Frenchman shook h i s h e ad negatively "I know b'etter. Now the n hear m y ultimatum. You shall tell ttte how to read the cipher-make known its contents to me or I will hand you over to the polic'e to be tried for at tempt at murder. The Frenchman paled a trifle. He shift'ed uneasily in his chair, and th e n asked: "f?uppose zat I obe y ze young monsieur? "Then I will allow you to d epart as you c ame. For a moment the Fre nchman he s itated, and t hen he said, with an air of decfsion : "You hold ze game in Your own hand. I acc

THE RIVAL BASEBALL CLUBS. It might have struck any one so, who was 1e ss deply inter ested than Bob. But the young baseball captain, to whom the revelation of the cipher secr et might mean so much, never thought that his mysterious Nemesis was speaking with intentional circumlocution. As he paus'ed, Bob said eagerly: "Go on, go on!" It was in his mind then that surely the secret of the cipher related to the mystery of the robb'ery of his grandfather's bank, and the secret as to who was the real thi'ef was to be re vealed. Bobhad detected the presence of the Frenchman by means of a small mirror placed on the wall directly opposite th e win dow. In a little glass the lad had seen the reflection of the mid night spy, while yet his back was turnecr to the window. But now Bob neither looked at the glass on the wall nor at ie window. His eyes were fixed upon the face of the Frenchman; as if he hoped to divine, from tire expression of the rascal's counte nance, whether th'e explanation he was about to make was true or false. If Bob's entire attention had rioi. been so complete ly bestow ed upon the villain before him, he might have becoID'e aware of something startling, that was taking place at the window. Just as Bob demanded that the villain should reveal the se cret of the cipher, anoth'er face appeared at the window, and another pair of evil eyes looked into the room: The last secret arrival was Dan Kennard. When the Frenchman tracked the young baseball captain from the n'eighborhood of Smith's saloon, earlier that evening, Bob 's rascally cousin had followed the Nemesis. It had been agreed between them this should be so. The Frenchman had gained the roof of the porch under Bob's window by climbing one of the vine-grown pillars which upported it. .,. He had then signaled silently to Dan to follow. It was their purpose tp make sure if a copy of the mysterious cipher was in Bob 's possession. And, perhaps, in their secret hearts, they had a 'Still more d'eadly purpo s e. Dan Kennard had gained th'e roof of the porch just as the Frenchman, moID'entarily cowed by the sight of the deadly tube Bob had turned upon him, threwadown his' dagg!lr. Crouching behind the Slat screen, which had b'een silently dTopped to its place by the Nemesis when he entered, Dan had heard all. Then he had 11hown his face. Seeing him, th'e Frenchman made up his mind to yet at tempt to make Bob Stanley the victim of a ruse. He was merely talking to gain time. 'l'he rascal had not the least intention of revealing to Bob the real secret of hi' s mysterious cipher. He meant to hold th'e attention of the young baseball captain u:ntil Dan Kennard could crawl serpent-like into.the room. The Nemesis believed that Dan would sudd'enly teap upon Bob from the Tear and hurl him to the floor. Then the villain consid ered it certain that he and his con federate would be abl e to snatch victory from d'efeat. "Z'e truth is zat ze cipher is--" began the Frenchman agai n But suddenly he paused. Dan was inside the room now, and at that instant h'e leaped upon the boy baS'eball captain from the reaT. Bob" had, of course, neither 'Seen noT heard him. The lad was taken completely by surprise. Bob was hurled upon the floor. "Help! help! help!" he 'Shouted, as the Frenchman and Dan both hurled themselves upon him. The Nemesis clutched the young baseball captain by the throat and began to strangle him. At the saID'e time the villain said to Dan: "Secure the little wooden box o'n the table. 'l'he cipher is in it. Make off with the box. Leave the boy to me." Dan .sprang to the table and caught up the box. Bob Stanley struggl'ed desperately as he thought that upon efforts now alone depended his ability to retain possession of the only clew to the mystery of the past in which he was so deeply interested. But the muscular hand of th e Nemesis tightened on his throat. The fatal shadow not only prevented Bob making any further outcry, b'ut also shut off his breath. Bob felt that he was being strangled. It was a terrible sen sation. It seemed to the poor fellow that all tire blood of his entire body was suTging to his brain in a fierce tide that threatened to burst his skull asunder. His eyes were starting from their sockets, but h e could not see. There wa s a strange blur before his vision, and a sound like the buzz of many wh eels rang in his ears. Then all at once a crash. Suddenly the. senses of suffocation passed away, and Bob could see agai'n also. The door of his room stood open. The frail lock hung shattered from a single screw. Before him stood Sam Heaton and Fred Dean. Th'e window was open. The slat blind lay a heap of ruin on an overturned chair. The table cloth, lamp, and a dozen books were on the floor. The room looked as if it had been the scene of an exciting struggle. "The box! The box containing the secret cipher!" cri ed Bob, as he saw it had disappeared. "The scoundrels got away with it. We came too late to save it," said Heaton "But not too late to save you, thank heaven, Bob. The dark faced man had you by the throat. He was strangling you to death. We fell upon him, but he tore away and dashed through th'e window," add ed Dean. "You saw but one person here with mie?" asked Bob. "Only one," replied Sam Heaton. "And he was the French man." "'rhen the other had tied with the box containing the cipher b'efore you aTrived." "I suppose so, if there was another person here." "How did you come here in time to save me?" "I hear

THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. 25 Just at dawn a tap sounded on his door, and upon opening Bob had just got the box containing the cipher safely stowed it, t'o his surpris e he saw the very lad who had brought him away where he thought no on'El would dream of searching for it. Ileana's note. when his three friends, Heaton, nean and Snap Cotter, came in. CHAPTER XX. A GOOD FAIRY" SENDS BOB A GIFT. Bob was very much more surprised than he had been at the first sight of the boy when, a moment subsequently, he drew a package from under his ragged jacket, and holding it out, said: "For you." Bob tool: the package. Tlren, as before, the boy immediately took to his heels. The young baseball captain felt his heart beat fast as he removed the wrapper that enclosed th e package. The next moment he uttered a glad cry. He saw revealed the very box that had been carried otI by Dan K:ennard the preceding night. "Bravo, bravo! cried the delighted boy. But just then he noted a little slip of white paper that had fallen. to the floor with the wravpeT of the box. He picked it.up. In a moment he saw it was a note. And h e recognized the writing. It was the chirography of Leona, the beautiful girl of the riverside cabin, who had so completely enthralled hii:: heart and fancy. Eagerly Bo b read the letter from the fair girl, whom h e sus pected was envirou ed by the meshes of some mystery, per haps as deep as that which related to th e secTet cipher. The note ran as follows: Of course Bob told them all about the wonderful return or the lost ci:g.her. He was duly congratulated, and then as the breakfast bell rang, all the boys trooped down to th'e great dining hall. The next series of the academy league games of baseball in which Columbia took part was with the Hemstead Academy nine. Th' e champions won two games out of three. After that, for several weeks, the Columbia nine played with all th e different clubs belonging to th' e Aca,deniy league. At the same time the champion's rivals-the Berkley nine were playing their regular scheduled games with the clubs also. At the end of 'eight weeks the Columbias and the Berkleys stood at the head of the list of all the Academy nines, in the number of games won. The actual score was: Columbia-Games won, 19. Games played, 24. Berkley-Games won, 17. Games played, 24. Certainly the rival clubs were crowding each other close in the race for the pennant. The excitem>ent still kept up. The public scarcely knew which nine to pin their faith on. But the slight lead of two games which the champions man-aged to hold h elped to yet make them rather the favorit'es. Bob Stanley had done noble work on the diamond all the time. l n several instances the Berkl'ey nine had been guilty or shameful trickery, and more than th'e evil hands of the Nemesis had be en secretly lifted against Bob. "Rob'ert Stanley-Dear Friend: I sehd you back the box But a kind providence had watched over him and protected which your foes stole from you, and in it you will find the s ehim. cret cipher, which they fear you may read. He had S!\fely passed all th'e pitfalls his foes had dug for "I have listened to their talk. and I know that th'El cipher him, and as if he bore a charmed life, he had elud'ed the secret contains some information of the greatest importance to you. blows of his deadly foes. You should S'eek to read it. Perhaps I may yet learn the Since they had last met on the ball ground, weeks previouskey to it from your enemies. Should I d o so, I will hasten to ly, Bob and Leona, the beautifu,l girl of the lone cabin, had not communicate with you. seen each other. "The villains think the box and the copy of the cipher have Once Bob, in his anxiety to see the young girl who had as-been burnt up. At their request I pretend' ed to cast it into the sumed toward him th e part of a good fairy, went stealthily to flames of our cabin fire. the lone cabin. "Secretly I have saved it for you, my dear friend. Leona." It seemed sil'ent and deserted. "Brave, noble girl!" exclaim'ed Bob. Then he open the box. Therein he found the cipher. Leona had not deceived him. How great was Bob Stanley's joy at that moment we cannot ad'equately depict. Let it suffi<;e for us to say that it was one of the most joyful moments of his whole life. It had always been the hope and ambition of Bob's life that he might clear the good name of his dead father yet by prov ing that he was innocent of the bank robbery of which h'e haa been accuS'ed. Of course, in the reading of the cipher Bob hoped h>e would 11nd the statement of the truth, as already hinted. "Bravo, nobl e Leona! I knew she wa s good and true," con Bob. 'rt must be that I was right in thinking Dan Kennard exer lsed some secTet power to compel h 'er to accept his escort intead of mine at the ball ground," he reflected. The lad resolved that i'n the futue he would guard the ci h er more carefully even than he had done in the past. He set about making a hiding place for it in his room that ery hour. After watching near it for some time, he ventured to the door. It was locked. No one responded to his rap, and at last he went away, fearing that he might never again see fair Leona, or learn what her fate had b e en. But he reflected upon th' e confidential information of the man called "Baker," whose life he had saved at the lone cabi'n. Then he began to think that the former inmates had not left the cabin'. no more to return, or he should have h 'eard o f it. Bob had, thereafter, the hope to cheer him, that he might still have an opportunity to repay Leona for all she had done in his behalf, and to prove his devotion to her. Though he had taken such an active part in baseball mat ters, Bob had not neglected his studies. He knew he had his own way to make in the world, and he was ambitious to obtain a good education, knowing it would help him on the road to future success. Just six wooks after Bob had mad e the secret visit to the lone riverside cabin, which we have just mentioned one dark night he mad'e up his mind to go there again Some way his solicitud e on account of Leona resistlessly im p'elled him to 'the venture. He knew that he might be venturing into deadly peril still he would go on.


THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. Night had completely fallen, for a couple of hours, when Bob left the academy alone. A swift walk of a few minutes brought him to the river bank. There he found Tom Beverly's boat The invalid had left it for Bob's use, when he was forced to go home for .. the sea'son. Bob entered tlre boat and rowed away on the dark river, meaning to see the girl of the lone cabin if she was yet an inmate of it. Th' e rain began to fall presently. Bob drew the waterproof coat he closely about his throat, and romd on. CHAPTElR XXI. BQB VISITS THE LO N E CABIN-DEADLY PERIL AGAIN. Bob rowed steadily on until he aTrived near the lone cabin. Then he dipp e d his oars c autiously. Pre sentl'y he made a landing, and having secured his boat, he advanced in the direction of the lone cabin. Bob saw a light in the window. Stealthily h e drew nearer. Soon he was under the window wh ence the light he had seen emanated. Bob cautiously lifted. his head above the sill. He could then command a good view of the interior of the cabin. What he saw startle d him. Three men were seated at a small table. One was the man ef the cabin Brad another was the Frenchman-the boy s Nemesis. The third :inan Bob did not know. The Frenchman was holding up a paper upon which a dia gram was drawn. The keen-sighted yovng athlete, who wa s playing the spy at the window caught the following inscription written on the paper: "Plan of Prof. Walsingham's re sidenc'e.'' Bob was startled by the inscription. What could it mean? What c ould these men tie doing with a plan of the house of the principal of Columbia Acade:iny. Bob was puzzled. But h e was sure the rascals up to some villainy. He resolved to continu e to w atch and listen with the hope that he might learn som ething worth finding out. Bob presently heard th' e Frenchman say: "Yes, in ze characte r of a man sent to inspect the plumbing I got inside ze old book-worm's house and made ze plan." "Guided by it we can do the job all right, said Gardelli. "No doubt. I've marked the study where ze old man keep s ze largent-ze money-in ze safe." "An easy crib to c ra ck.'' "On yes, mon amie." "Well, I'll bring out the tools." Yes zat is best said tbe French:inan. "Of course; for we must see they are all in order before we start out." Gardelli passed out of the room. "Zat is no doubt ze truth," the Frenchman said. Then Gardelli began to take out the singular instrulll'ents the box contained. One by one they were critically inspected by the man of the lone cabin and his two comrades. Each implement was carefully oiled Wh'en it had been pro nounced all right. Then it was laid on the table. When the entire contents of the chest had thus passed through the hands of the trio all th e i:inplements were put in a teather bag. Meanwhile, ae may He supposed, the three men had not been silent. On the contrary they had converS'ed almost constantly. From what they said Bob gain' ed some information of a surprising and alarming nature. It appeared that having learned that Professor Walsing ham had sold some property for cash a day or two before, and that he had not banked the money, th' ey concluded it was in his safe. That very night the villains meant to enter the residenc e of the principal of Columbia Academy as burglars, force open his safe by means of the tools taken from the chast, and rob the old gentleman of all the money his strong box might be found to contain. Bob Stanley was intensely excited when he had learned all this. The night favored the 'enterprise of the burglars, and Bob knew that, having Iittl'e fear of robbers in that great town, the academy principal had his house but indifferently guard ed. '!.'he brave boy comprehended that, in all probability, it now devolved upon him alone tQ. defeat the burglars. He knew that he must steal away from the lon e cabin un detected. He must also get back to town as soon as possible and warn Professor Walsignham before the burglars could pos11ibly make the attempt at robb 'ery Bob crept away from th e window. He immediately set out for the river. 1 But he had gone far when a hand suddenly fell upon his shoulder. A thrill of alarm went through his nerves and he sprl\ng away. In th'e darkness he could S"ee no one. But he dreaded a fo'e. The next instant his fears were dispelled. A sweet and musical voice spoke to him in low tones from out of the darkn ess. The voice h e recognized. It told him the speaker was Leona. "Fear not. I am a friend. I saw you at the cabin window by the light that came from the inside as I was approaching," said the young giTI. "Oh, Leona, how glad I am to meet you. Let me tell you how grateful I am to you for all you have done for me!" cri' ed Bob, and in the darkness he took Leona's hand. I came to seek you here, for I feared some harm might have befallen you. But I have mad"e a terrible discovery," he added "Oh!" the girl replied. "You know they mean to undertake a great robbery to-mght?" He entere d the interior apartment. "Yes." In a moment he reappeared and in his hands he carried the You overheard them plotting it?" little ch est Bob had sen open there, and regarding the con"I did." tents of which he had felt some curiosity, as it S'eemed full of "Then hasten to warn th'e man they would rob." strange tools "I meant to do so But on e moment. Before we part tell Gardelli placed the chesLon the tabl'e. me when and where we can meet again." Then be opened it. ''That I know not. But that we may meet again I sincerely "There's as fin e a kit of tools as any 'fly man' in the counhop'e.'" try own s," he said, proudly. "And I. Oh, Leona--"


THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. But what Bob wa s about to say was cut short. I He soon reached the bank of the stream, and went swiftly At that instant there was a crash in the bushes besid e the along until h e reached the place where he hadleft his boat. young couple. The light of a dark lantfil'n was flashed upon Entering the little craft, Bob pull'ed away. them, and they saw the three men upon whom Bob had spied His return to the academy was accomplished in safety. at the lone cabin. The hour was now late. But for all that, Bob proceeded to CHAPTER XXII. BAFFLING THE BURGLARS. / By th'e merest accident lltlone. had' the o'f Bob Stanley and l..ieona been brought about. The three ID'en, upon whom the young baseball captain had been spying at the lone cabin, had left it almost immediately after Bob had taken his stealthly departure. The sodden soil and rain-wet turf gave forth no sound under their footsteps, and as if treading a pathway of velvet, they went on and on, until all at once, they heard the murmur of voices. Then, as tho .ugh in ob'edi ence to the volition of a singie in tellect, they halted. "What can this mean? Are spies again about? I thought they had given up the game to gather real proof against us,'' uttered Gardelli, in a whisper. "We must know for a surety th'e character of the persons who are prowling so near the cabin in the darkn'ess," he added. the residence of the principal of the acad emy without delay. Having gained admission, Bob secured an audience with Professor Walsingham. The lad briefly related how he had mad'e the startling dfs covery that th ere W318 a plot on foot to rob the old gentleman. The man of letters was quite alarmed, and after highly c;om mending Bob for the courage which he had displayed, and thanking him for the news he had brought, he sent a message to the police. Several officers soon reported. They were mad e acquainted with the facts of the case, and a plan was suggested by Bob to capture the raocals if they came to the mansion. The officers fell in with Bob's plan at once, and the young baseball captain directed that they should conceal th'emS'elves in the shrubbery in various parts of the grounds. This was done. Bob thought that perhaps the discovery of his presence neitr the lone cabin by the burglars might cauS'e them to give up the plan to rob the principal'\s house. But as the youth believed the rascals did not know that he had discovered their plans for th e robbery, he still thought it possible the thre'e desperate m en might come. "Zat is so. We shall steal forward. We shall learn who za are!" said the Frenchman. Bob had taken his position in the rear or' th e house near a little gate in the wall of the spacious inclosure. Gardell1 carried the lea'ther bag in which Bob had seen the burglars' tools placed, for th e trio had really set out upon their expedition of robbery. A clump of bushe'S conC'ealed him. He was not kept long in a condition of suspen se regarding the burglars. In a short time he caught the sharp "click" of th e gate latch. He handed the bag to the m'ember of the party whose name Bob had not yet learned, and drew a dark lantern from his pocket. The next moment, pe ering through the leafy canopy which concealed him, he saw a shadowy form glid e through the por"Now zen. we go on," then said the Frenchman. The three men crept forward in the direction whenc e th'e Within half an hour the dark rain clouds that had enshroud-murmur of voices emanated. [ ed the sky, and placed th e in gloomy shadows, had be. Presently they recognized the tones of Bob and Leona. Th' e come less dense and now obJ\)cts could be discerned by keen Frenchman was the first to thus detect the identity of the eyes at a short distance. young. baS'eball captain, and Gardelli of course recognized the voice of l..ieona as soon as he had approached near enough to distinctly hear what she said. Then it was tl}.e villains mad e a rush upon the young couple as narrated. The moment they darte'd forward Gardelli had sprung the mask of th'e dark lantern, which, until then. he had kept cloS'ed. "Away! away for your life! I shall not be harmed! cried Leona. Bob ma

"' 28 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS Instantly they f ollowed him. And the police officers came dashing from their several hiding places in the direction whence the sound of the whistle bad emanated. But the three burglars had obtained an 'excellent start. They got clear of the grounds and disappeared in the gloom before a single one of the bluecoats had pasS'ed the rear portal. 1 The officers s cattered, and sought for the burg1ar s beyond the yard. Failing to ov ertake them, returned for instructions to headquarters. M e anwhil'e Bob h a d not be e n discovered by the police. He lay wher e h e had fall e n until the forces of natuTe rallied and his strong vitality brought him back to consciousness. Bob suspected the burglars had e s caped when he found himself alone. Entering the m ansion, he learned it was so. A little late r word came from th'e chief of the town police asking Bob to guide them to the lone cabin, for he had men tioned it as the retreat o f the burglars while conversing with the officers . Bob guided the polic'e to the cabin, but no one was found there; Leona an d the d es p e rado e s had evidently fled. The po lice and Bob came back to town before d31wn. CHAPTER XXIII. ENDED bled to witness the game, which proved to be an exciting one. The B e rkley nine won howev e r, by one run. Columbia s lead in the championship raC'e was then reduced to two games. The n ext game was played on Columbia's and through a fielding error of B ert Cliff's, and his poor work at the bat, Columbia lost again. Never had the race for the championship been s o clo s e b e in the whole history of the academy league. Only one game remained to be played to decide which of the rival nines should carry off the pennant. Berkley had now only to win the next game to tie the cham pions. If she did that anoth:er game to settle th e champion ship was to be played. It was a time of feverish excitement and suspense for each of the Tival clubs. Bob blamed Bert Cliff for the loss of .th e last game. But the traitor had, managed so cunningly that h e r e ally seemed to be doing his best when he made the error that lost Columbia the game. As soon as it was over Bert Cliff burst into tears before all the members of his nine He se emed to feel the defeat of Columbia as bitterly as any one, and he kept repeating: "It was all my fault. Somehow I got ex c ited and lost my head for on ce. It's too bad-too bad. I'd give all I have in the world for a chance to play the game over again!" But the chance w'as not to b e had, and so he was quite saf'e in that speech Monotony in the school life at Columbia Academy was not Cliff pljl.yed his part so well that his fellow players felt brok en by the occurren c e of anything out of the way for some sorry for him. tim'e. Bob was so sympathetic of nature he could not feel Several more ball games were play e d during the ensuing it in his heart to c hid e Cliff much. weeks. The night of the day which witness e d th'e second d e f eat But still the champions of whqm Bob was the captai. n held a Columbia had received from the Berkleys, Bob found it iIJlslight lead in the rac e for the pennant. possible to sleep H e was too anxious, too tired, too much w orTh'e spy of Dan K'.ennard-Bert Cliff-still remain ed a mem-rie d ber of the Columbia Club, and h e had played a fa i r gam e s ince As he lay toss ing on his cou c h thinking, thinking, while he the episode whi c h s o n early c ost his e xpulsion from the nine. s trove vainly to bani s h thought, a nd woo th'e dro w sy god Bob True, on several occa s ions he had made intentional 'errors, wondered wh ere L e ona was and if he should ever meet her acting oh th'e instructions o f Dan K e nnard. again. Bert Cliff was exceedingly cunning in his treacherous work. Of cours e t he fear of arrest had mad e h e r father a fugitive The traitor took good care that his errors were made in s u c h and evidently the poor girl had been compelled to share the a way that no on e would think they were purposely made. flight of her unworthy sire Bob was dec e ived for Bert Cliff wa s occasionally allowed by Bob was supremely anxiou s on Leona s account, for he beDan Kennard to play a perfect game for Columbia, and when gan to to himself that she had become the bright he wanted to do so the traitor could make an excellent show-star of all his hop es-the one whom he felt he c ould toil for, ing on the diamond liV'e for, dl'e for The crafty captain of the B'erkley nine had a deep scheme in The bright sunlight came in through the casement and mind. c aressed the chestnut curls of the boy as he lay yet sl e epless, It was for that reason that he wished to have Bert Cliff re-thinking of Leona and the final game of the baseball s eason. tained by Columbia until it came to the hom e stretch" in the All at once Bob was startled from a reverie into which he race for the p e nnant. had fallen A't l 'ength the lapse of weeks brought the fall season around. There came a rap at his door. Then, as the c oncluding games in the great Acad emy league He sprang up, threw on a dressing robe ; and open ed th e were played, the interest and excitement of all conC'erned bedoor. came more intense than ever. Then for the third time he saw tlie ragged urchin who was Finally it came about that, when Columbia and Berkley were Leona's messenger. to play against each other the last three games of the season A glad cry of joyful anticipation fell from th e lips of the lad Columbia still held th:e lead by just three games with B'erkl'ey a s he saw th e boy h eld a letter in his grimy hand. next. Bob almost snatcli e d it from him. It was close work In a moment he had mastered its contents, and when he 'rhe race for the pennant had now to be fought ou \ between looked up again the boy .had disappeared. Berkiey and Columbia. The oth 'er clubs were out of the "runThe note was from Leona ning." It mn thus: Th e first game of th e three that weTe to decide the championship was played on the Berkley grounds. "Dear Friend-Beware of Bert Cliff I have overheard Dan A vast audience-by far the larges t of the season-assem1 Kennard and the Frenchman talking, and Kennard says Clift


THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. 29 is in his pay, and that he will surely make Columbia lo se the And when the cipher wa s read Bob's joy increased tenfold. last game of the season. Leona." The cryptogram rewaled the great secret of the robbery of the bank of Bob's grandfather, of which th' e lad' s own father had "Good gracious! Can it be that I've been dved ever since been accused. my first suspicions of Cliff were lulled?" exclaimed Bob. The cipher had been written by the dead man who gave it to "It must be so-I can rely on Leona I'll watch Mr Bert Bob. He had been a pal of the man who robbed the bank. Cliff and play now to beat Dan at his own game," he That man, as the ciph er conclusive evidence to prove, added was Sam Keiinard e father. The last game of th' e season was to be played two days later. So my poor, unfortunate father is innocent. He was un-That Bob left the campus just at dusk. justly disinherited, and he should have shared the fortune that Half an hour later he was in hiding near Smith's saloon, his rascally brother stole from the bank. In the natural order which he had discovered Cliff frequently visited ostensibly of things r should ultimately have inherited from my father. to play billiards. So, by right, I should liave halt the fortun e Dan's father holds, In a short time Cliff came by and entered th e saloon. But and mean to make him disgorge. I can se e now that, because a few moments subsequently Bob saw Dan Kennard also enter he feared me and thought I might dis c over the secret of his the resort. Then he went along an alley and reached the rear guilt, he wanted to get me out of the way said Bob. of the saloon. He gained a small window that opened to the That same day Bob received a call from Mr Baker-the man little room in the rear of the bar, which we have already menwhose life he had saved at the lone cabin, and who had subse tioned Looking through the window Bob saw Cliff and Dan quently secured the releaS'e of th e lad from the custody of the Kennard conversing at a table. Bob listened. The window ofllc er who had arrested him by mistake. had been raised He h eard every word Cliff and Kennard "I have c,ome to keep my promi se, said Bake r "You know spoke when last we met I told you-und'er the pledke of secrecy-* that we suspected that the lon e cabin was the rendezvous of Two hours later Bert Cliff was alone in his own room. Sudmen concel'Jted in recent robberies that have taken place here-denly there came a tap at the door. about. And I promised you that, if the positive proof was Come in, invited Cliff, and the door op en ed and in walked found, we should arrest Gardelli and his associates. 'At your Bob saying, quietly : earnest request I agreed that the young girl sh'ould not be "Your sins have found you out at last." taken into custody and that I would promptly inform you when we closed in on the gang. Well, we have don e so. The attempt of robbing Prof essor Walsingham's residence cauS'ed the burglars to flea to Kempton, taking Leona with them. CHAPTER XXIV. There we arrested all but the girl. She came to th' e village with me, and I have found a home for her in a respectable THE LAST GAME OF THE SEASON. family. Gardelli was shot while resenting arrest, and h'e is dead. Before he died he confessed that Leona was not his On the following day Bob Stanley was once ,again most child, but only an adopted daughter, whoS'e real parents were agreeably surprised by a visit from Leona s messenger. dead and whom he knew to have no living relations. And the moment the young baseball captain saw the lad h e "The Frenchman was seriously wounded lJefore h e surren-suspected he was about to rec eive important news. d ered, and he is in the prison hospital at K empton. The sur-But no conception of what was coming entered his mind geons say the chances are against his recovery." just then. All this was great news for Bob, and alf an hour later he Yere s another letter," said the boy coming up to Bob as was in the pres ence of Leona at her new home. he stood in the gloaming at the campus gate. The young coupl e enjoyed a long and delightful interview 7 "Thank you." and when they parted both were happ y in the realization of Bob took the letter and readily its contents. The their first youthful dream of love message was from Leona, of course. Bob had told the maiden the sweet secret that is to young Bob clapp ed his hand and fairly danced for joy when he had hearts ever new : and she had acknowledged that he was all read the note from the beautiful girl of the lone cabin. the world to her . One might have thought, justly enough he had taken leave She explain ed that when the man Bob saved at the lone of his senses when the next mom ent h e rushed away at headcabin first came there, she thought he was one who had long long speed toward the academy library. previous!)' saved h'er life in the river. That was what she On the way he met tall Sam Heaton. meant when she said at that time: "I've found it at last!" he cried. "Can it b e he?" "Found what?" asked Sam. Leona also said that, from conversation she had overheard, "The book Leona--th' e girl I told you about-heard the she knew that the Frenchman was a professional assassin, Frenchman talking with her father. He mentioned the nam e whom Dan Kennard's fath'er had engaged to secretly put Bob of th' e book upon which the secret cipher 1 have so vainly out of the wa:l"'. sought to read is founded." Dan himself had been leagued with the robbers, whom he "Bravo!" had loaned money to and helped in various ways. Leona's "So say I. Come along. I'm going to th e liprary to get the supposed father had ordered h 'er to accept Dan' s suit on pain book now." of terrible punishment if she did not do so. It was fear of her A few mom ents and Bob had secured the volume he wanted supposed father that made her accept Dan s escort that day at and carried it to his room. th'e ball game. There the two lads employed it to niad the cipher. Bob felt that all th'e mystery was cleared up now, and the First they turn ed to th'e page whose numlJer corresponded only thing he yet had to worry him was the result of the last to the first figures of the cipher inclosed in brackets. game for the championship. After .that-following the direction of the little guide book The great day came. In the presence of a vast multitude the for cipher reading-they found it an easy task to master the rival baseball clubs came to th' e diamond. s eri'es of figures and dots which had so long baffled Bob. "Play ball!" shouted the umpire. I


30 THE RIV AL BASEBALL CLUBS. Then the game opened. half the inlreritance which should. have fallen to the young The game proC'Eleded. Five innings were playe d and Bert ball player's father. Cliff had not mad7 a single misplay. Th'e score stood Columbia-Columbia 1 Berkley 2. In the next inning the Berkleys failed to score, and Colum bia gained two runs. In the seventh inning Bert Cliff made a home run and brought in the only score for Columbia. Again Berkley failed to score. "By all that's bad, Bert Cliff has betrayed said Dan savagely. "I'll have his lif'e for this." rt was so. When Bob walked into Cliff's ro

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